Freedom From Fear
Fear
of loss
of objects
that our ego;
the separate self,
desires and holds onto,
clinging to fleeting shadows,
cause of self-inflicted sorrow;
due to our choice to stagnate therein,
amidst spiralling mind body thought forms.
Clear sight shows, void of silence, eternal,
stillness fulcrum, staid tranquil witness,
as that which neither comes nor goes.
Go there, pure of heart, hermit!
Tune into the current,
vibrant in our heart,
as love divine,
promising
glowing
bliss!
28-January-2021
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2021
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