Our Life, Our Choice
Pull
innate,
to align,
with the divine.
The geometry,
chakras in symmetry,
draws us magnetically,
into pathways vibrant with love.
No doing to be done save shifting,
from head to heart, throb of love embracing.
The blueprint is clear, yet strangely we err,
slumbering in swamplands of stupor.
This is the enigma baffling;
cause of human suffering.
No sooner we exit
ego narrowness,
instantly free,
each entrée
joyous
bliss.
21-October-2020
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