Legend
Yes, there’s a legend of which we wish to speak,
who though remains unknown is the pulse we own,
our soul ignorant, yet touch of God does seek,
bravely facing karmic storms as of seeds sown,
though suffering, dancing with love cheek to cheek,
breath by breath choosing its consciousness to hone.
We alone know the path our soul treads upon,
shedding off ego, to be here now reborn.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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