Namaste
Stand down,
The battle is won,
The fight has been fought,
You are neither daughter nor son,
For you are the star, the moon, the sky in which reality hangs,
Do not fight to define yourself,
You are the God you seek,
Not a reflection, not a shadow,
God knows you as God,
It is time you stop pretending to be anything and be,
The illusion of reality will melt away,
Only after you give up on figuring it out,
The universe will become your world as it always has been,
All that separates you from anything else will cease,
You will greet everyone as God just as you know yourself to be,
Stand down, wake up, dream on,
Reality is the illusion and all that is not is reality,
Breathe in and fill with the love that is all.
Namaste.
Copyright © Djeli Forchion | Year Posted 2019
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