
If just for one moment in time,
We forget our names,
Our perceptions of self, our identities,
What then are we?
An essence, unrestricted by
Boundaries or definitions
A being,
Free, to simply be..
What then are we to do?
Soar the eternal skies
Glowing in the bliss
Of simply be-ing
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The
Journey In, Vol 2: A Collection of Spiritual Poems
(Chronicling one woman’s
journey from darkness to Light).