Soul speak

Comparing this against that, mind’s natural habitat, causes thoughts to go viral, in form, where then then spiral. Endlessly fuelling doubt, we heed not soul’s soundless shout, yearning to escape the word, that it may be, in heart heard. Defined by the thoughts we think, ego’s afraid it will sink, if we shift into the void of peace, pure and unalloyed. If head and heart choose to pair, soul’s awareness, self-aware, displays to us in full view, our inner light, pure like dew. Let go oh hermit, let go, that truth of Self we may know, here, now while we are alive, in the cave of heart’s bliss hive.