The ever knowing bliss
follows without me knowing
Stuck inside a
distraction economy
Flailing democracies
Corruption of the soul
Failing to find peace
in the destruction of harmony
I turn inwards
to find wisdom
that I know nothing
The layers shed
The skin toughens
Asking ghosts in my dreams
Do they know
the ever knowing bliss?
Apparitions appear
a glimpse of the beyond
A touch that breaks
all my fears
I find myself thinking
I am all that there is
The mirror of ego shatters as
the I in me disappears
Wow… this is great.
Thank you Lia. Appreciate it 🙂
🤗💛
Stunning
Thank you 💫
Love it – and this is, I think, is the best way to be:
-David
Thank you David 💫
“I turn inwards
to find wisdom
that I know nothing. ” this term, I believe it, love it, like it.
Glad you do Khaier 🖤
Very thank you, Rahul. It was very thoughtful, supportive too.
Very good
Hey! Your poems are pretty deep. I love the last line in this poem.
Thank you so much 🖤
Powerful
Thank you!
So much food for thought, Rahul! Excellent. 🙂
Glad I could make you think Susi 🙂