Reflect On This
be it prayer or meditation
if it merely be a part time activity
soon to be forgotten after performed
yields no value since we’re in ego’s captivity
we have some freedom in thought, word and deed
as of our present consciousness coordinate
a mindful eye steers our fickle heart
into tranquil stillness sedate
very few of us walk the talk
how often do we talk to our soul
soft whispers of conscience are ignored
yet deludedly we feel prayer will make us whole
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