Nameless
“We’re not the body, we’re not this ~
Who we are, is love, light and bliss”
~ quote by poet
If asked what’s the name of our soul,
which lives on after body dies,
what definition would console
ego, that thrives on blatant lies?
Made in God’s image, we are light,
which is seen by spherical sight
but since we have with ego slept,
truth of our soul, we don’t accept.
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