musings on memory

through the waking, dreaming and deep sleep states memory offers continuity as we weave our way through life’s wispy gates birthing feeling of perpetuity the light of our Self illumines the soul which in turn enlivens the ego mind but mavericks any we feel not whole until we leave fears and desires behind attuned to Self in cave of heart aflame life is viewed as nothing more than a dream desire, the cross we carry, our soul’s shame taking ride after ride on mind’s moonbeam desire cessation ends our soul’s sorrow ~ joy in the now, no fear of the morrow