There is no one here
If we are here and God out there,
organic form should be inert
but since His breath makes us aware,
is how bliss beats within us spurt.
It’s clear that ego’s our fault line,
corrected when head-heart align
and no sooner we disappear,
the truth of oneness becomes clear.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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