Rope Is Not the Snake
Rope is not the snake
It’s high time we cease,
praying to appease;
far cry from the truth,
we must seek forsooth.
When love’s our flagship,
no oneupmanship
contortions surface,
knowing all is grace.
Sunlight falls on all,
as does the bliss squall ~
simply enable,
rather than label.
God in-dwells within,
so let’s go therein,
without any crutch,
knowing Him by touch.
27-May-2022
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