Our truth
Having been, seen, so known,
truth of our true being,
why would we then debate
definitive knowing,
when poised at heaven’s gate?
Having been, seen, so known,
this world is but a dream,
silence then is our friend,
ushering bliss rapture,
helping us to ascend.
Having been, seen, so known,
God’s energy is love,
blissful touch that transforms,
imbibing it we feel,
surge of magnetic storms.
Having been, seen, so known,
God’s ethereal light
and how He held our hand,
the truth’s for us alone,
since none can understand.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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