Intelligence of Divine source enters when I surrender my egoic mind.
That breakthrough IS joy and fullfilling. I am working on it.
It is a process, working through the prison of thoughtforms.
My complaint's are released, and victimhood let go.
Can I recognize and observe my own mental environment?
Who would the believer be without the unbeliever?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem