Here now this morn

In our trance state, ego is in control,
so ego with Self needs to be aligned,
that we may then perform our ordained role,
relying on instinct, divine aligned,
free from fetters of our lower mind’s bind.
We rise, we fall and then we rise again
and thus in stillness consciousness retrain.
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