Resonance
We
do flow
on our own,
as we do draw
from the universe
by pure resonation,
thoughts, albeit shaped by mind.
The thought is there but we are not!
Rephrased; we are there but ego not!
Attention pendulum, yet does swing,
holding us captive, in a trance
enmeshed amidst illusions.
Lost therein, we stumble:
refuge in silence,
where we reside,
love ensconced,
vibrant;
pure.
27-February-2021
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