Thought of the day
at peace with a god mind has created ~
it becomes our faith, hotly debated
strangely enough, we never pause to ask ~
why is it we don such a fearsome mask
what were we before conditioned belief ~
if we know god, why then sorrow and grief
we know not our Self and yet we seek God ~
we find Him not because heart has not thawed
we are the blockage, we are in our way ~
with each breath may love be our heart’s mainstay
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