Made in God’s image

Self as living light, dwells in feeble form
We know this truth not because we’re in trance
Helpless like a leaf, caught in a thought storm
Save in silence, stuporous is soul’s stance

Mistaken we are only body-mind
We pursue desires that are self-serving
Feral instincts rule, our deeds are unkind
We believe we alone are deserving

Law of cause and effect comes into play
Karmic retribution is sure and swift
If not in this life, in the next we pay
Directionless, rudderless, soul’s adrift

We dwell in darkness thus, consumed by lust ~
A time comes when we recognise we’re dust


A time comes when we recognise we’re dust
We then begin to inquire who we are
To do so we require to win God’s trust
Remaining motionless like the North Star 

In the void of silence, truth becomes clear
We get out of our own way, so to speak
In time ego recedes, reducing fear
Choice of cessation plugs energy leak

Each though we think, we mindfully patrol
The thoughts we nurture strengthens our ego
Silence then the way, to regain control
As cravings of lower mind we forgo

How long will we remain a creature bound ~
The light our soul lost, must be quickly found 


The light our soul lost, must be quickly found 
Always of course, with divine assistance 
Shifting to heart, we walk on holy ground
The child within offers no resistance 

In no time at all, we’re suffused with bliss
Why did no one tell us of this before
Ah, the rapture of Divine Mother’s kiss
That leaves our heart begging for an encore 

What happens is this: we be to become
Seeing at last were made in God’s image
Presence is aligned with the cosmic hum
And within our heart, fires of heaven rage

Feel the pulse of divine magnetism warm ~
Self as living light, dwells in feeble form
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