i
I have been distracting myself
In an Ocean of pleasures
Grasping purpose in the world
ii
I found the clinging and the having
Unpleasant, empty, forgetful of meditation
With my temporary pleasures
There was a burden of grief
Imprisonment, dissatisfaction and loneliness
An animal in a self-chosen cage
iii
In my relative attachment to the world
I somehow missed the sip of divinity
And with my greed, there came a fear
Of losing, failure, abandonment from security
iv
I have forgotten how to live without lust
I go from one craving to the next
As if living a simulation, envious
Of the remembrance of virtuous living.
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I thought the lines “In my relative attachment to the world I somehow missed the sip of divinity” were so true.
Thanks, secularism can get a bit dull at times.
Beautifuly described the awakening when we slip ❤
Thank you, I’m in a Buddhist frame of reference today.
A good place to be 🙂 You serve it well!