Who am I
The force that enables us to be aware,
enlivening form, feeling each emotion,
yet remains nonchalant with nary a care,
distanced from stuporous mental commotion,
being who we are, which we may see threadbare,
radiates God’s light, as love’s magic potion.
Truth of Self, immediate and intimate,
throbs with potent power, in stillness sedate.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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