Shapeshifting Ego
Shapeshifting ego,
heart’s weakness does know,
that seeks to acquire
objects of desire.
Myriad thought forms
attack us in swarms,
spawning illusion,
cause of delusion.
Our soul is agape;
there seems no escape,
since fear mirrors lust,
in a downward thrust.
We are living light
in blissful delight,
yet this truth is veiled ~
on desire’s cross nailed.
Ego’s like a ghost,
for each time we boast
or succumb to greed,
devil’s who we feed.
Just when all seems lost,
if heart we defrost
inviting God in,
we are cleansed from sin.
Sans thought, ego dies.
We then feel joy rise,
transmuting our soul,
now blissful and whole.
07-May-2022
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