spirituality – Page 2 – The Poetic Life 2.0

On the path of life one ventures,
Twisting, leaping, in a direction or three at once,
And yet all three one day one may find,
Are just one, long, intertwined path,
Of illusionary elements that at their core,
Are all of the exact same kind.

‘Tis the illusion that gains us this clarity,
That we constantly appear to seek,
Hilariously venturing through apparent smog,
Evolving our brains ‘till we think we’ve found our way through,
Thinking there’s some amazing destination,
Only to find ourselves still sitting on the exact same log.

For though we’ve ventured, evolved, transpired,
We’ve learned a lot, changed everything and grown tired,
When we strip back it all, sit, and prepare our next step,
Knowing of the illusion we’ve cleared that’s at our back,
We can see now all the variants we’ve overcome,
Have essentially returned us back to our core concept.

A concept that has been with us our whole lives,
Whether we acknowledge it there or not,
Those whom seek rest assured shall find theirs,
Though it shan’t be what they think they’re looking for,
When they look they may see only that which they can see,
It shall not be revealed until the right moment rears…

Thus why one may seem lost in an illusion,
Illusion surrounded thickly by fog,
We can’t actually clear it while we’re ultimately inept,
Even then ‘tis merely a moment of enlightenment,
To guide our way forth from the moment,
That we gain a rare opportunity to realise that which is…
Our core concept.

Enlightenment, ‘tis a topic most have some degree of thought upon,
When the dullness of mundane has become heavy,
The mayhem of the world outweighs our ability adding inability to continue on,
As we try to make our way through day by day that little less steady…

Yet when we close our eyes a mere moment,
Take a deep breath and blow away the smog,
We can bask in the internal evenings sunlight,
Healing energetically from our dense auric atmospheric bog.

For as one’s meditatively baskin’ in their inner light,
Mind easing from the fogginess that’s crept in since last time,
Whilst one’s Senses tingle as in a place elysian in style,
To escape here an hour would be seraphically sublime!

Now, it may be an ecstatic experience of bliss,
To go on a meditative adventure through one’s mind,
However to be bathed throughout in golden light,
‘Tis immensely more peiskos style in kind…

Thus when baskin’ in the inner light one can find deep within one’s soul,
It is far more than a moment of mental peace one can desire to be the goal,
But a more seraphic energetic healing moment may aspire to unfold,
Warming one’s being towards a more Devinely guided alignment kind of role.

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Core Concept

Baskin’ in the Inner Light.