Moments Of Realization Poem by Mike Barrett

Dare we believe
We command our
Moments of realization,
Our moments of seizing truth?
Dare we?

Who commands
Such moments -
Not I surely,
Nor any other whom I know.

Such moments are bestowed -
Gifts they are,
Gifts from the Great IT IS
To Soul.
As such, they are earned -
Never commanded, never seized!

Only the most audacious,
The most ignorant,
Would dare boast such a claim!
Woe unto him who believes otherwise,
Woe unto him who claims otherwise!

Suffering it seems
Is yet another of ITs ways
Of growing consciousness!


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