Stop Begging
The map is not the terrain.
Unless we shift, all’s in vain.
Stop begging, go out and do;
let embrace of love renew.
Thinking too much, man’s disease;
love’s not an object to seize.
Once we shift from head to heart,
each moment marks a fresh start.
Mind-body is merely dust.
Each breath intake, is God’s thrust.
We are being breathed by Him
but ego makes soul’s light dim.
27-April-2023
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