The Seeker
I used to chase God like lost souls looking
for him on dim roads
What I found was him clothed, staring through
eyes of lost souls
It comes like a thief on dark nights while you
sleep with closed eyes
Some are awake with blind eyes & all they can
see is their lies
This world is in knots of loose ties that only
appear as strongholds
It's no wonder its chilly in hot times as your
heart has gone cold
Some are stuck in a game of switched roles &
therefore, confused by life's rules
Illusions tell you it's out of your hands & there's
no choice, but your world goes as you choose
Recognize who you are in this scheming world of
grand things
If you believe you're on the ground floor, then
you are so you attract low things
Burn through illusions like loose leaf as they
plant seeds for more trees
The All is absolute truth we call God in this world
& are lives are its dreams
Copyright © Jasen Ridley | Year Posted 2023
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