Mind and Spirit
The mind’s a fog of fear and lies,
Deceit and traps in thick disguise.
Like treacherous reefs beneath the waves,
It leads astray the reckless brave.
Yet intuition clears the haze,
Guiding through life’s uncertain maze.
To Truth’s sure shore it gently steers,
A ground untouched by depths or fears.
Below, the shallow world remains—
The mind’s own fog feeds shallow gains.
The Intuition lies discarded aside,
And without it, all sinks in pride.
Rise from the depths of falsehood’s sea,
Use mind’s own fog, but carefully.
Beware, for cunning lurks around—
Where wisdom blooms, strife may be found.
The Purest Spirit earns the trust
Of minds not bound by greed or lust.
A Spark of God’s Eternal Grace—
Without it, thought’s a hollow space.
Video: https://youtu.be/E__bsLqxZ-c
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