A Wider View
Fire and smoke billows
in dreams through pillows.
Such’s our reaction,
when fear gains traction.
Demons of our mind
grip us in their bind,
unless we release
fear and be at ease.
Game’s not black and white
or terror of night
but in unity;
world’s one entity.
Beyond line of sight,
we feel life’s alright.
Our hypnotic spell
bodes all is not well.
Selective goodness,
not one with oneness,
is but delusion;
dead mind’s confusion.
To usher order,
erase each border.
When love’s our flagship,
each breath’s God worship.
07-April-2022
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