Mindful eye

When we’re lost in dreams, desire therein streams; we assume a role, that heart may feel whole. We wish to expand to another land but is not the cause, yearning for applause? Each trance negates light, shining within bright, yet clouded by thought, that’s ego begot. We’re soul, not this form. With love let’s conform, so that we may know, inner light aglow. Where love is, thoughts die, whence we wingless fly, thus straight to the source, without use of force. Breath by breath aware, tend to soul with care, that no thought may shake, consciousness awake.