hoping to enlighten others

The “I” that is me
you have not seen;
with form you gaze upon form.
This what you think me to be.
I AM so much more.
As the guise entices the body will change.
How malleable this form I project.
Come,
see “I”,
the Eternal I AM,
for this is Me.
For You,
I have been so many “things”
and these “things”
have separated in form
what was never meant to part.
This is the Moment of Now,
let the ego be displaced,
and the illusions of this plane fade away.
Our Paths,
directions of singularity;
such a pity that the illusion
has become identification.
As always before,
and ever more,
my arms are outstretched.
Come to Me.
Rest weary Searcher of Illusions,
on my breast
and We will co-create together
once more.


To the One,
the Beloved,
of which is Illumined
in the eyes of God.
Permit Mercy her gracious hand
for she bares no other request
than to be Seen as she Is.

Namaste
My Beloved


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