Walking the path alone
If we be spirit and this form a vessel,
affirming that we are boundless like vast space,
thus resting thought flow, in our heart we nestle
with pulsations of love, inpouring by grace.
A rebel, a nerd, we follow not the herd,
choosing to rest ego cravings untoward,
knowing that if God is, He must be within
the cave of our heart, so we go in therein.
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