• Akosua Biraa

Submit to Silence







silence

God’s love sound

drifts in

when wide awake

such is

goodness

& grace from this longing

drowns, damn near

inundates

identity — images of ‘me’

mixed up

w/ misery loves company

so can’t

be still

to know that I am

eludes

all reason

don’t think: a way

the one

lighting the light

is already

light

in this world is God

in drag

but the world is a drag as

4gotten it’s God—Self

sunk in

just an illusion (veil of Maya)

clinging to I—thought

trained to love

its captors

con

clutched onto nothing to look for

that is needed

nowhere to hide

from it’s time to surrender to

no separation, only

pure one consciousness

no one is here to be

liberated

when wide awake

drifts in

God’s love sound,

silence


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