I am now done for,
Jumping over the wall,
Standing between,
The Life here and and,
The life hereafter.
No pain at all!
I hear my God,
Talking to me,
In whispers secret;
O the Invisible God, You are,
Conspicuously present,
In me, and in your,
Whole manifestation;
A journey to You,
I will not break halfway;
How can I do?
My love for You is,
A continuing Journey,
From my False self,
To my True self;
Thank You My Lord!
You offer me generously,
Some portion of Your wisdom
and knowledge;
I try to throw off now,
The burden of delusion,
And stupid duality;
Ah, the imprints of ignorance
and delusion,
Absolutely do not go;
We must continually do therefore,
The holy exercise of,
Erasing the ugly imprints,
And embroider with gold,
The beautiful tapestry of unity;
Then alone will heal
our wounds of delusion of duality.
MyKoul
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