“the bubble imaginary has burst
awakening within another thirst”
‘where is my soul
Reward for finder,
if he finds his own soul
before mine! This is no drill!’
We are serious! Please believe!
Lost in the maze, we now stand alone.
This year, numbed with fear, something fell away!
Fret not, devout hermit! We are safe here!
Having lost ego, we have gained self!
This year, we have discovered God,
shining within, in the heart!
Looking death in the eye,
we are now fearless!
No desires left,
we are free,