Show me God
Beginning with body-mind we ensoul,
our heart tells us our true form’s love and light
and so do ancient scriptures we extol,
but what is the path that bestows clear sight?
Concepts serve no purpose, so we must see
directly with our eyes, sans thought flow crutch,
for it’s God’s grace alone that sets us free,
transmuting our form, that we learn by touch.
When we are still, awareness self-aware,
reconnects our core essence with the source,
setting love aflame, as head and heart pair,
drawing in bliss mists, without use of force.
In timeless time our false self falls away,
upon which we see God’s light, clear as day.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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