Let Go Off To Get To
Thought forms that arise,
often agonise,
unless
a plan we devise,
choosing to baptise
and bless,
rather than apprise
these ego spawned lies
that stress.
If we would progress,
our soul must access
the heart,
choosing to undress,
rather than suppress
thoughts smart,
ego dispossess
that fears which oppress,
depart.
Whence fear and soul part,
bliss beats then do start
to rise.
Love added to cart,
makes magnetism dart
to highs;
truly a learnt art
of how we impart,
touch wise.
07-April-2022
Virelai
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