The Game
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Gift
of form
that we feel;
soul aliveness
in third density
as of innate longing,
separation and union,
within a lucid, lifelike dream,
wherein the one appears as many,
at play here by our self-luminescence.
With veil of maya, concealing the truth,
we enter the dream, as an actor,
playing out the role as chosen,
feeling both sorrow and joy,
becoming love suffused,
enhancing wisdom,
till soul awakes,
here and now,
in the
flesh.
02-October-2021
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