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The roadmap
If we are to reach heaven’s gates,
lets first plot the coordinates;
we are within space-time confined,
in bondage to senses and mind.
In life, fears and desires assail,
no wonder then, we tend to fail,
floundering about, like the blind,
in bondage to senses and mind.
In a trance deep, we are asleep;
ignorance causes heart to weep.
On a bed of thorns, soul’s reclined,
in bondage to senses and mind.
The truth is we’re God’s light and bliss
yet seek not Divine Mother’s kiss.
From pulse of love we’re misaligned,
in bondage to senses and mind.
Copyright ©
Unseeking Seeker
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