Flummoxed
Why’re we not astonished
finding ourselves encased
in feeble body-mind,
where manifests contrast
of thoughts brutal and kind?
Why’re we not astonished
at our deep delusion,
knowing not who we are,
for although God’s within,
we look for Him afar?
Why’re we not astonished
at enslavement by thought
birthing myriad fears,
as momentary joy
is soon replaced by tears?
Why’re we not astonished
at our choice to stagnate,
wallowing in shallows,
claiming not soul’s freedom
in love and light that glows?
31-August-2022
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