Get to the roots
Drawing close to the aura, that attracts,
we savour the scent of its love perfume
but as time passes by, our heart retracts,
since magic that once was, fails to resume.
The rhythm we followed, we now unfollow,
because perhaps love’s echo returned not,
neglect an insult heart could not swallow,
so the rhyme that enchanted, soul forgot.
Ego spawned contractions bind and confine,
anchoring consciousness in a dream world,
reprieve granted when head and heart align,
with the throb of love, flag of God unfurled.
Feel each tremor: ask, to whom does it come ~
Negate nothing: each embrace is welcome
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