Knife's Edge

Moment to moment, we walk the tightrope Struggling to heed the voice of our conscience We search for that bliss, of which scriptures spoke Flame of desire within, spews toxic smoke Concealing innate self-luminescence Moment to moment, we walk the tightrope Blinded by delusion, in darkness grope Looking at divine love impulse askance We search for that bliss, of which scriptures spoke Fierce winds blow; we are unable to cope On knife’s edge, head and heart try to balance Moment to moment, we walk the tightrope Floundering thus, on a slippery slope Gods love and egos urge at divergence We search for that bliss, of which scriptures spoke Gods love and light beckons, giving souls hope Requiring our wholehearted acceptance Moment to moment, we walk the tightrope We search for that bliss, of which scriptures spoke 17-May-2021 This or That , Vol 3 poetry contest Sponsor: Edward Ibeh