Soul Group
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Soul group
Human race a troupe,
of the same soul group;
seeming separate ~
one at heaven’s gate.
Ego’s a bubble,
to feel pulse dual,
so if we’re aware,
there’s nary a scare.
Even at the brink,
when about to sink,
know that life’s a dream,
we ourselves to beam.
God’s loving and kind,
leaving none behind ~
thus to grow bigger,
embrace the beggar.
With ego urge shorn,
we become twice born,
reclaiming the light,
shining within bright.
Enter not heaven,
if any brethren,
needs a helping hand,
on this holy land.
18-June-2022
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022
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