wingless fly
to get to the source
no mountain peak stands too high
for our soul grows wings
transcending limitations of body-mind
our Father
awaits our embrace
and we can’t keep Him waiting
lest heart breaks
infusing
His breath in organic form
vast space becomes an ocean
and as we swim the path appears by itself
the pain of separation
followed by joy of union
makes the game worthwhile
enlivening heart
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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