Walking the Path

Taught to believe God dwells somewhere above, we distanced ourself from source No longer with love, were we hand in glove, pursuing desires using force, till in our heart, felt deep remorse Trapped in the open, we were yet free within, during moments of silence Our conscience beckoned, so we went therein; embracing soul’s innocence, rekindling inner sentience Not rituals then but silence the way, receptive to the bliss current, wherein seeking nothing, we choose to pray, becoming self-luminescent, our innate native element Once head melds with heart, as it’s boot camp, we instantly become free God, who indwells within, lights the love lamp, so with light of truth we agree, each breath entrée, in joyous spree 13-December-2021