Tongue Of The Creator Poem by john tiong chunghoo
Tongue Of The Creator
everyday we push, slice, chop
a knife ego sharp tearing out love
spilling from a cosmic mouth perennially
whispering to us, taking us over a fountain
of denials and wants, a thorn between good and evil
we hold onto for guidance, slipping at times
a tongue wears heavy on the heart, but grow wings to
lift us into bliss when we take to the lesson it dispenses
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