from bondage we wished to Emerge
so segregated Need from greed
divine Aligned, to so submerge
our soul in Bliss, letting love lead
to which end our fears Laid to rest
we Entered our heart to be blessed
by God’s touch, Magic He does weave
after we ask Ego to leave
that standing Naked we attain
soundless bliss Thunder, free from stain
Menacing winds howl through the fragile trees,
In shadows, rain slashes windows like a whip,
Lightning cracks—each flash a brief, jagged tease,
Thunder roars, shaking the earth with its grip.
Outside, the storm batters everything in sight,
Nerves stretch thin as we brace through the night.
S ky is angry and throwing down its anger with force
T hunder is booming making the ground shake
O ominous clouds are forming to come into play
R ain is already on its way
m majestic looking lightning is touching down having its way
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