Wake Up Oh Pilgrim
Stupor pays a heavy cost,
for with soul awareness lost,
ignorance results in grief,
until we turn a new leaf.
Trapped outside but free within,
silence the way to begin,
whereupon ego recedes;
we follow, pulse of love leads.
Soul’s light, hitherto concealed,
is in timeless time revealed,
within our heart, where God dwells.
Hark ye not yet, bliss beat bells?
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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