Morning Poem
As the warm glow gradually
Intensifies above the rocky hills
The soft light of a new day is upon us—
Yet, the hypnosis persists,
The incessant mistakes—
Digging own graves
Of unrooted misery
By turning away
From thirst quenching Truth—
A moment's rest
And infinity floods in—
The divine purity
Is always.
MS23
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