Let Go of To Get To
as we float and gloat in destiny’s moat
fears and desires as we quote and unquote
in trance altering not our piquant circumstance
although plunging into the void is our only chance
being not a rebel, a nerd, we follow the herd
blindly aping scriptures word for word
we remain lost in labyrinths of lower mind
trauma bonding therein fear grips us in a bind
finding our life adrift, if we choose we can yet shift
to reclaim within heart, love and light as a gift
enlivening feeble form with currents warm
in time becoming the very bliss storm
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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