Higher and Lower Mind
We
see fear
approaching.
We do not fight.
We examine fear
knowing it as alien,
viewing it as an insect,
smiling and flicking it away.
All our narrow ego borne urges
are henceforth dealt by us in this manner.
Endowed with both, higher and lower mind,
we use fragmented thought as of need,
while for the most part, resting it.
We are where we choose to be.
Why then, should fear prevail?
We are neither mind,
nor the body.
What we are,
is pure
bliss!
30-November-2020
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