Thought of the day
He who’s in a state of separation,
hypnotised and in clutches of ego,
knowing not oneness of God’s creation,
how may he his fears and desires let go,
save by shifting into staid stillness slow,
recognising this life as but a dream,
created by thoughts he himself did stream?
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