Reality is a delicate mist
Easily altered
By an unsound mind
Or an over-exalted ego.
The 'I' remains suspended
In a molecule of time
Experiencing itself
Through manipulated eyes.
A veil of deceit
Blinds those unaware
And separates us
From one another
Negating the truth
We belong to one another.
When boundaries crack
And divisions cease
We lay down the ego
At last unbounded
Pure, unbridled energy
Unencumbered spirit
We are free.
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