The Prodigal Son Returns
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As an earth bound entity
Encased in this organic form
That decays moment to moment
Bewildered by illusion, thus in delusion
We are asked to repent and believe
That we may return to God’s fold
Wherefrom we strayed away
Termed as fall from grace
As an agnostic we pause
Evaluating this religious call
Allowing that it is well intentioned
With several commandments listed
As signposts we would do well to follow
Yet to be true to our heart we question
This proposition proclaiming guilt
Wherein as a sinner we atone
The sins of Adam and Eve
No, it does not resonate
So we look at other isms
Hinduism, Buddhism, Sikhism
Oh, they all talk of love and truth
Yet each path demands blind faith
But is faith strong without realisation
For is it not yet but a thought construct
So how can we use mind to go beyond mind
It is clear we cannot thus choose stillness
Resting thought flow in tranquil silence
Whereupon ego recedes being unfed
Then that that remains is pure love
Being God’s energy now manifest
Felt vividly as bliss magnetism
Pervading each pore of form
Transmuting consciousness
In time recognition dawns
That we are soul in mind-body
Our soul being but God-essence
Inseparable from the That oneness
Thus our ‘sin’ being separation from God
Free will choosing to conjure a false ego self
With ‘repentance’ being recognition of the truth
That identification with this body is delusion
Our ignorance due to this self-hypnosis
Wherein we form earthy attachments
Orbited by fear and desire spirals
Anchoring us in the darkness
Oblivious to God within
Now we understand the Word
Yet wisdom must replace knowing
Upon being connected with Holy Spirit
Called by different names across the world
Prana, Shakti, Kundalini, it’s the current divine
Blurring boundaries between what we call ‘I’ and That
Mind games cease as we vaporise as a bliss mist
Consciousness expands centred everywhere
Directly seeing that God in-dwells all forms
Including us of course, oh worthy lama
So it’s a a game of union and separation
By the creation of duality and polarity
Wherein soul breaks away from God
Feels harsh contrast and anguish
With momentary joy thrown in
Until reaching point of exhaustion
Or which we may term as repentance
When we see and so believe in God again
Knowing ourself to be one with Him in fullness
So we surrender and meld with the flow
Free from sin, free of guilt, in childlike trust
Looking back wonder, why it’s made so complex
For it is at end of days, a journey without movement
Requiring but cessation of thought that feeds ego
Our emptiness then suffused with bliss thunder
Felt within in physical reality (where else?)
As we simply let go of, to get to, God
It’s all within
20-January-2022
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022
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