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The body tires but not our mind, in lucid dreams, to fears resigned. Thought spirals grip us in their bind. The peace we seek seems hard to find. Why oh God, have we been born blind? Though voice of conscience does remind, our hardened heart's no longer kind, with throb of love soul's misaligned. Painful has become earth life grind; we play not our role, as assigned, wastefully having wined and dined. Time’s now thoughts be to bin consigned, thus with ego cravings declined, we leave our feral past behind. Fickle heart with bliss furrows splined, we become the light God designed. 06-October-2022 SINGLE STANZA MONORHYME Poetry Contest Sponsor: L Milton Hankins Rhymezone, PS Grammar

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 10/6/2022 1:17:00 PM

Excellence in writing and message. Loved it

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 10/6/2022 5:37:00 PM

Thank you, Andrea!

Jeff Kyser

Date: 10/6/2022 9:32:00 AM

Nicely done, I am inclined To think a place not far behind.

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 10/6/2022 5:37:00 PM

Becky Forbes

Date: 10/6/2022 7:07:00 AM

Beautiful!!

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 10/6/2022 8:04:00 AM

So happy you enjoyed, Becky

Valsa George

Date: 10/6/2022 2:36:00 AM

"Painful has become earth life grind; we play not our role, as assigned, wastefully having wined and dined." This is man's sad plight. We are controlled by desires of the body and we drink and eat to satisfy our bodily urges starving the needs of our soul. Only ascetics can rise to the stature God has designed. A wonderful monorhyme giving much food for thought. All the bnest in Milton's contest, dear Seeker friend.

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 10/6/2022 5:43:00 AM

So happy these words resonate, dear Valsa :)