12/24/09
Balance
EveryOne Has and Is It
For there can be no severance
From that which, for S/He who, is Perfect
And yet here it
Seemingly is not
For a time, Its Truth's been forgot
So One looks for it
Thinking it could be lost
One feels tossed
And yet in a moment, this illusion is all realized as not
For how can One's very Breath, be sought?
Copyright (c) Divine Love c/o Michael Mayer 2008
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