Game On

near and dear ones
have expectations
hoping that we align
with their life goals
in the world external
but we live internally
so cannot resonate
yet we push and pull
in a game of pretence
although we do know
nothing need be done
having been impulsed
in the ethereal domain
being now played out
in dreams felt as real

it is of course absurdity
which serves a purpose
as love tenderly touches
God's life force within all
in a slow dance intimate
of separation and union
concealing and revealing
light that is omnipresent
impossible made possible
by the veil of forgetting
which has now worn thin
but no matter we play on
as an actor does on stage

07-December-2022

lifespiritualfree verse

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