Simulacrum
Invisible, powerful, divine He is
determining destiny of each spec, soul
blessed ones do feel His presence everywhere
lift me, holy one!
Universe creator, far and deep, unseen
singing praises with the realized beings
I seek help to pull myself out of quagmire
do forgive my sins.
I searched Him in false images, siluettes of truth
why did not I see and be the truth itself?
was it being hidden deliberately?
need to search within.
Long wanderlust, infinite are twists and turns
only the chosen, sharp few do comprehend
I yearn to practice to differentiate
bless me to see real.
13.6.2020
Pick-A-Title, Vol 19 - 4 Sapphic Stanzas - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen: Simulacrum
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