Illusion of Death
Fear
of death
surpasses
all other fears,
since we’re mistaken
that we’ll be extinguished
upon what we term as death.
The truth that we are soul is veiled,
therefore we seek to enhance pleasure,
seeking to make permanent, the transient.
Near death cases listed are now common,
leaving no doubt that our life goes on
even though our feeble form dies,
signalling that we are soul,
for a sojourn on earth,
in this mind-body
to learn by touch
throb of life,
feeling
love.
Once
we know
we are soul,
on earth to learn,
our perspective shifts;
fear of death fades away,
boundaries blur, we ascend,
energised by the bliss current,
transcending limitations of form,
that God’s will be done here, as in heaven.
15-February-2022
HMS, PS syllable check
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