Joy Current
Acclimatised to feeling incomplete,
conditioned to believing in striving,
our receptivity slowly depletes,
enmeshed in ego borne doubts spiralling,
thus choosing fleeting joy, self-limiting.
In truth, all we need to do is let go
of thought forms rooted in desires shallow,
whereupon we reclaim unending bliss,
elixirous rapture, soft and mellow,
divine entwined ecstatic joy caress.
11-February-2021
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