Saturday, March 17, 2018

pinch of pain

A conscience
Is pinch within
What the ‘in' drives
And derives

It's a question
Of listening
Of paying attention
Of going by the bristle
Of divinity

Of reviving the spirit
In the spirit of humanity
Lucky are those who listen
Miser are those who swamp away
The truth
For truth can never be buried
Its like a seed that
Eventually breaks the hard soil
And grows up

As a sapling
Of truth
Of untold mysteries
Of showing to the world
That he discarded
A beautiful piece of conscience

For its in this place
That Our father resides
He smiles each time we obey
Silence is his prey
If we disobey

Its our soul
That we live in
And not the material
Of senses.

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