like the sunshine appearing
after the cloudy days
every enlightened being
finds indifference
I find myself a steep
climb from that illumination
still stumbling upon step stones
of irritation and impatience
dusty particles of sensitivity
create prickles of disturbance
of my own pre-ordained reality
of serenity
I feel the luminescence
of realities energy
(that which we are within)
squeezed and restricted
within this flesh suit of
human being
a paradox of both
wondrous and mundane
to expand beyond
the boundaries of identity
limitation both self
inflicted and pre-programmed
trust always in the divine guidance
of inner knowing and the surrender…
we are on the right path
and remind myself
it’s supposed to be fun
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Thanks for sharing,and continued success.
Barbara J. Henry
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Tony
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Blessings poetess ...
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Fee
Be always safe,
Karen