Swim Or Sink

Forced to bite the dust, to us seems unjust but think, if we readjust and flow of life trust, we link with God’s grace robust feeling an upthrust: bliss wink! Desire is our chink, so let’s doublethink belief before our next blink, discarding that mink; new leaf we turn, love’s hue pink, die’s cast, swim or sink, oh chief! Ego is joy’s thief, so to get relief, shed lust. Marooned at fear’s reef, that’s now our motif, soul’s bust. Oh worthy Khalif, let us now be brief: be just. 24-March-2023 Virelai