The Inner Voice

In the dark opaque night within the space of solitude, enfolding the languid landscape of my indolent life, my forsaken journey’s pathway aimlessly meandered in the gloomy labyrinth of endless agony. In the live network of intricate unassailable design, layer on layer, my latticed mind was stratified, the spiritual strata of the innate awareness aligned with the unique sagacious patterns of perception. In my journey within as an introspective explorer, I discerned the enlightened soul in the sanctuary of bliss, suffusing me with the supreme essence of divinity, liberating me from the dungeon of corporeal abyss. Travelling unshackled in the depth of inner sanctum I heard the voice of the intrinsic wisdom I acquired, telling me, this journey has no meaningful end, collect acumen in dark ambiguity in search of divine light. I then let my soul shine with sequins of celestial radiance, sharing the flaring brilliance of a thousand suns. In my self-searching odyssey at the edge of eternity, the inner galaxy turned me into a living light. I was then the immutable hymn of the sanctified soul, echoing through the melodic strata of consciousness. The devout mantra I heard got intoned in my heart, resonated with the symphony of the sacred spirit.