Inner Cleansing
Been there, done that, looking back, we affirm
The sole doing we need is surrender,
Humbly choosing to conform, not confirm,
Allowing the divine blissful thunder
Manifest as we look on in wonder.
All doership limited, so must recede
As ego ferality we do weed,
Softly, slowly, one layer at a time,
Until lower urgings themselves concede,
Void of silence ushering the love chime.
12-October-2020
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2020
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