A Posy of Flowers – 5: By Alan Jacobs


Radiant floral emblem of my Real Self,
Hiding behind her veil. Try then to find
Her, not mischievous monkey mind,
Nor dark demonic perverted elf,
Avaricious for his material pelf,
Egotistic and spiritually blind,
Ever spinning thoughts to weave and wind,
Piling up more luggage on his mental shelf.

The Great Sun in my Self is not like these,
But the Source of Conscious-Awareness Light
Dispersing  dark gloom of sad ignorant night,
God-like, the immortal power that frees
Bound soul from its malevolent disease,
Bringing  her back home to new heavenly height.

Alan Jacbos

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