What Is the Truth
Every impulse begins
as well as ceases
in the void of nothingness
It’s reflections are felt
as seeming reality
by mind body sentience
As long as believing
body to be our real identity
we remain in delusion
Using body as an interface
aligned with God consciousness
is an awakened orientation
Thus the world but a reflection
of thought energy manifestation
upon the screen of awareness
Within the dream felt as real
unfulfilled desires are enacted
to dissolve in a sea of lovingness
The ebb and flow of all tides
as they rise and fall in a rhythm
but the breath of the Universe
Separation birthing innate yearning
for reuniting by dissolving identity
a play spontaneity does not rehearse
As such no doing need be done
as all reflections originate in ether
playing out for engagement & delight
Illusions seen by mind body seem real
until aligning with divine magnetic pull
identity merges back into love & light
01-October-2020
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2020
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