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
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