Love Shows the Way
Ego only knows
joy that comes and goes
but soul,
in the boat God rows,
feels how rapture grows.
Our role,
striking a love pose,
in gentle repose,
life’s goal.
Soul’s light that fears stole,
forms in heart a hole.
We will
heal if we extol
God who makes us whole
and fill
love that does cajole
us to bat and bowl
with skill.
Earth life’s but a drill
letting love instil
bliss dose.
Taking a chill pill,
letting nectar spill,
endows,
God’s musical trill,
that cures every ill
lust chose.
12-April-2023
Virelai
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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