Spiritual Gem

The self-obsessive free-will seemingly dormant, envelopes the possessed mind with an illusory veil, obscures the ordained destination God decides, l need to reach, for I’m subservient of His will. The unseen glow of the omnipresent light floods my possessed essence, but I don’t perceive, for I formulate the free-rule tenets enslaving the ego in the realm of fantasized self-deception. The stain of murky disdain blemishes the spirit, as I traverse the slimy ground of cardinal indulgence. Life is stifled by the corrupt clutch hidden within, in penitence I feel the pernicious pangs of pain. I travel unshackled out of the dark abyss of anguish, on the inward journey through layers of consciousness, perceive in the soul the shine of the spiritual crystal, radiating in the inner sanctum with divine bliss. Within the deep space of my godly awareness, my soul sparkles with the brilliance of sacred sapphire. In my self-searching odyssey at the edge of eternity the luster of devout acuity turns me into a living gem.