Inner Sanctum

The self-obsessive free-will ever seemingly dormant, envelopes the mind with an illusory veil transient, obscures the decreed destination God ordains, l need to reach, for I should submissively at His will. The camouflaged glow of the omnipresent light floods my possessed quintessence, but I don’t discern, for I formulate the free-rule tenets enslaving the ego in the revered realm of fantasized self-deception. I travel unshackled out of the dark abyss of despair, on inward journey through the layers of awareness, perceive in the soul the shimmer of the divine beacon, lighting up the lane leading to the abode of bliss. When the ill-conceived endeavor of the migrant mind finds the dead end dark in the introspective pensive path, the prime portal of the innate consciousness opens, where the essence blooms permeated by divine light. My soul shines with astral radiance in the space within with the flaring brilliance of thousand suns, in my self-searching odyssey at the edge of eternity I’m illumined by heavenly galaxy in the inner sanctum.