Presence complete yet in form feeling incomplete
Surrenders imagined knowing at an unknown God’s feet
We must be truthful about this, having not seen the unseen
That in timeless time, in as ordained, we may reclaim soul’s sheen
The ultimate truths have been repeatedly affirmed in various scriptures
There is nether bondage nor limitation; self-imposed are strictures
Confining awareness to the thinking process, we are bound
Myriad fears and desires then inevitably twirl us around
Relinquishing the delusional need to weigh and size
Who in truth we really are, staid silence enables us to realise
It is, we may say, something like waking up within life’s lucid dream
Where the unfinished movie plays on shaped as thoughts we did stream
Reworded, we may say that in reality, by so knowing, life flows as before
But now having garnered clear sight, there are no goals to score
We thus remain here present, aglow in our light luminescent
Cognisant of this divine play of descent and ascent