We’re all God.
We just don’t see it that way;
Lost in our head
As we move through the day.
We’ve heard of “true self”;
Been told we’re not there;
As if, disconnected,
Is to say, unaware.
Perspective is key.
First, admit you are lost.
The story you feed
Does come with a cost.
The price you pay
Is through limits and love,
That we can’t understand
Until seen from above.
Which-can happen-now,
But won’t for most all.
A matter of ego;
From-where all men will-fall.
Tumbling through-darkness;
There’s an upward ascent;
A rejoining of self;
From where we were sent.
NOT FOR RANT 