Is This So
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Sense of touch enables soul’s aliveness
Myriad forms thrive within space-time
Each having roots in That Oneness
God in-dwells us all, as love sublime
He speaks to us as voice of conscience
In the void of stillness, we hark His chime
All souls are born free as pristine innocence
Purity soiled by instinctive fear and desire
Shrouding innate divine luminescence
Oh hermit, if we wish to rise higher ~
Consign ego to the funeral pyre
05-May-2022
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022
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