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No agenda on the shelf,
aliveness renews itself
with no doing on our part
save observing time depart.
Endless striving, needless strife,
epitomises our life,
deepening our delusion,
in bondage to illusion.
Inquiring not who we are,
in trance we're drifted afar,
feeding both desire and fear
that blocks bliss from drawing near.
Desire pursuit is alright
but what of spherical sight?
Wake up hermit, wake up now;
allow God's love to endow.
23-November-2022
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