The world is our escape
our chosen opium
we slide behind shape
hide behind form
We abandon luminosity
for mere glitter
forsake audacity
embrace cowardice
We give up our knowingness
in exchange for knowledge
We have traded our kingdom
for a few pieces of shininess
sold our soul
in exchange for the world
But at times the world slips
the curtain parts
and we are given glimpses
of eternity
We are never ever
the same again
We realise the void
we are trying to fill
cannot be filled
with the things of the world
Sweet is the bliss
of the awakening soul
the angels rejoice
at the homecoming
~~~
Sweet indeed is the bliss of the awakening soul:-)
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