Source

We often seek source..
Source of which..
We cannot see..

We search and we search..
We seek to find
What one cannot see
What one cannot hear..

Immersed and absorbed in our objective reality..
We allow ego to trick us..
Trick us into believing we are only..
The physical body..

Physical realitiy..
Of which..
Resides..
Outer beauty..
Only..
Our exterior signifies all that is..
Of importance..
A human eye sees ..
With the seeing eye, our intereptation from which we see..
Is all that we see..
Limitations upon limitations we cast upon ourselves..
We look outside to seek love and joy..
We belive what we think..
Upon our belief system..
We allow ego to rule..
As foolishness sometimes sets in..

We cast spells of vengeance..
We cast spells of resentment ..
For we have swallowed a bitter pill..
Tasted bitterness in every which way
We place judgments on others
Just as rapidly ..
As a beating heart..

You will cease to place judgements on others..
When one has accepted one's self..

Lack of acceptance..
Allows Judgements to manifest..

As we continue to seek an exterior Source of all that is..
Understand..
We need not see Source..
For we experience God every day..
In every minute of our own existence..

Within us..
Without us..
In everything..
Which is All that is..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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