I know I am a seeker,
Led by whispers in the dark,
Still, I stumble through the shadows,
Yearning for that sacred spark.
Am I lost or just forgotten,
A manifestation of the whole?
Yet deep within, a voice persists—
'I am the truth, the light, the soul.'
Is this the divine essence
Within me, that I sense,
Or merely dreams that fade away?
It Is not a mirage, or a fleeting veil,
The reality, that turns the night into the day.
I seek the essence pure and bright,
Beyond the noise, the veil of lies.
I know within my fractured self,
A seed of heaven, waiting, lies.
No longer shall I wander blind,
For in my core, the truth is clear.
I am divine, not cast away—
The proof is in the love I bear.
I've been searching and weeping,
Through endless nights,
Yet in the silence, I have found,
The very divine intelligence in me,
Is where the divine truth resounds.
No more games, no more disguise—
I see the light, I know it's mine.
Crafted in the image pure,
I claim my essence, I am divine.
Though blind hearts may not see,
The spark that lives in every soul,
I stand in faith, for I am real—
A part of the eternal whole.
I need no veil to prove my worth,
For love has shown the way within.
I seek no more, for now I know—
The divine begins where I begin
I am man, the divine command,
Connected to the source,
As the ray of light is to the sun.
MyKoul
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