unanswered questions
Walking backwards till we are here again,
the illusion of space-time was dispelled,
with life seen as a movie, the truth plain,
yet cat of curiosity’s not belled.
At the stillness point, though we are complete,
spontaneous intent causes action,
fulfilled instantly, so we’re bliss replete,
yet deep down there is dissatisfaction.
Ego erased, one with the universe,
within the whole, although integrated,
desire simmers, for better or the worse,
causing movement of tides unabated.
Scriptures affirm truth as love, light and bliss
but till desire’s quelled, something is amiss.
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