Suffering "touches" all*
Once upon a time so long ago
A creator came along in something it just knows
A void sat around and got plump and fat
But that void did not last and that is that
So, with this void there was a tone of light
Might of it all opposite was the night
From that to which came of many other things
Fish in the ocean and birds sky high to sing
All was a huge harvest that kept all in psynchronistic pleasure
Something that was a masterpiece it was a heavenly treasure
Now this being was bored and wanted to be an image of real
Smack dab in the middle of it all with a heart to feel
Yes, it was its love that made everything in its surround
It was the tree of life on solid ground
But there was another opposite with sinister delight
Temptation to prove what was wrong and what was right
Its opposite came with a partner to be
To be and share as one, a place eternally
But a voice came along, and it listened not to resist
Making it to dominate while it exists
So, what was told was not to touch
It could be one consistently and of all so much
But it did not listen in this case disobeyed
Now the veil was set around this image now its ego it portrayed
And because of this disobedience the world became the wheel
SOUL* was hidden, ego became master and the heart it doth steal
So, a long journey came along many masters come and go
They had wisdom for the many but the many did not know
Only certain few to this day from those masters it did make
Yes, only the few "in" the world not "of" it", do awake
And when that day comes and breaking free from the ego's pardon
Another leaves the illusionary matrix and enters the beginnings garden
With me telling this story in my own version that I see
That many will still follow only a few will be free
It is because of conditioning in attachments they desire as such
But to the enlightened beings they will leave that world alone without touch
Dom*Colucci © 2024