| Lila |
The yogi knows to see the dancing light we have to fight for the Self Our only true identity that is lost in a sea of kelp The veil from which see Nature from immature eyes Nature as wilderness, as mountains and lakes with inverness Extreme cold and consuming heat, from the tips of mountain peaks To the valley rivers where fish seek refuge in deepness And rise to the surface for purpose of desire, we have yet to acquire Consciousness that is separate from the senses A divine state where fate is no longer a question A realization that surpasses my mind One day we will all find Freedom. Liberation. The truth will have its way.
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