Who am I
Heart’s
rhythmic
pulsations
are unnoticed
till the moment when
God’s life force is withdrawn,
when staring death in the face,
our heart is frozen with deep fear,
knowing not what lies in the beyond
and worse is there life after death or not.
Oh worthy hermit, garner clear sight now,
that after ego death heart then knows
our true home is outside space-time,
living light drenched in bliss mists,
thus nothing need be feared
since life is a dream
from which we will
soon awake
as God’s
light.
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