Trapped In the Maze
To feel alive
We thus jive
First descent
Then ascent
Contraction
Expansion
To feel
The appeal
Of the ride
With God inside
Our being
Foolproof plan
Played with elan
For our lifeline
The divine
Within resident
To which sentient
While doing nothing
The throb reassuring
So far so good
Well understood
But for stagnating
In our innocence
Playful parlance
We never did realise
That ego does size
Weigh and measure
As our caricature
For its longevity
A fictional identity
Indulging in illusion
Hypnotic delusion
Deaf to bliss elation
Thus we are
Ego borne scars
Binding
Blinding
Thus we remain
Impure and stained
Bemused
Confused
Until entering silence
Rekindling innocence
Within
Domain of free will
Turbid or still
It is our choice
To heed inner voice
God not beside
He is inside
So we must go there
Into our heart centre
We are the prisoner
As also our saviour
As we choose
Without excuse
To be
03-December-2020
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