[Unseeking Seeker]

Spoilt
for choice,
in a trance,
are bewildered;
fickle attention,
drawn to the illusions,
indulges therein for long.
Karmic consequences follow,
requiring simply to melt in love,
transmuting lower vibrations therein.

We may play the game as long as we like,
love divine never employing force.
Some rise faster, others slower.
Look at life as but a dream.
Love the healing current,
carries all ashore.
We celebrate,
in stillness,
throb of
love.