Do I write,
or does God write
using my hand?
Arcs of lightening,
claps of thunder,
God's pleased with Herself.
I take your hand,
you touch my soul,
instantly I'm free.
Labels and names
I seem to forget,
can I call you Soul?
Rich man in mansion,
poor man in hovel,
both prisoners of the mind.
Once you're free,
mansion or hovel,
it doesn't really matter.
or does God write
using my hand?
Arcs of lightening,
claps of thunder,
God's pleased with Herself.
I take your hand,
you touch my soul,
instantly I'm free.
Labels and names
I seem to forget,
can I call you Soul?
Rich man in mansion,
poor man in hovel,
both prisoners of the mind.
Once you're free,
mansion or hovel,
it doesn't really matter.
Yes, He does manifest in your writings just as He does in the rich and the poor...but the moment 'we', 'him' and 'I' come in....he disappears...from our vision. To be Free is to be in Union with Him, Him as One who is and is in... all. Beautifully written, Allahdeen.. you said it all so nicely and succinctly.
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