Getting To the Roots

Perhaps any urge arising
other than the love pulsation
has origins in ego craving
orbiting illusions in delusion

Connected to universal mind
heart & head in alignment 
free of fears & desires that bind
the throb of bliss is ever present

03-September-2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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