To What End
Beyond space time
We heavenward climb
In the realm of light
Love and clear sight
Among our peers
Enlightened seers
Being our soul group
Marching as one troupe
Yet we choose earth life
Sorrow, struggle, strife
With memory erased
By myriad illusions dazed
Until we again align
With love pulsations divine
And then only stand erect
Luminous and perfect
Why do we do all this
To reclaim innate bliss
Remains a deep mystery
As we rewrite history
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