Threadbare
The light by which everything else is known,
is what we seek, to become self-aware
and so we sow seeds of love, all home grown,
that the tree of life reveals truth threadbare.
Love is a mist in which ego dissolves,
paving way for consciousness to expand,
whence we see how soul in our heart evolves
and then God’s divine plan we understand.
As heart lotus blossoms in body prism,
Holy Spirit begins to pervade form
and thus transcending teachings of each ism,
we’re engulfed in a magnetic bliss storm.
Questions cease when we become the answer,
gliding with grace, like a cosmic dancer.
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