What are we

The screen of our consciousness, seat of soul, plots the journey of life from birth till death, of joy and pain whilst we play our life role, mindfully observing all, breath by breath, nurturing us here with love’s healing meth. Our heart tells us there’s more to us than this and we wish to pulsate with boundless bliss but we know not the way, lost in life’s maze, unable to discern what is amiss, so we turn heavenward, our fearful gaze. The truth’s immediate and intimate, hidden right before our eyes, in plain sight but we see it not because fear forms bait, veiling our true Self, which is living light, radiating bliss strobes by day and night. Whence we are unshackled from our mind tree, soul is at every moment, always free, so by negating thought borne violence, we may amble about on earth carefree, aglow in the vibrant void of silence.