I’ve Danced On Many Worlds, And Will On Many More.

Ive Danced On Many Worlds, And Will On Many More. prose poem

Ive Danced On Many Worlds, And Will On Many More. prose poemPhoto by garlandcannon


I’ve danced on many worlds, and will on many more.
Each have proven unique, with many lessons to learn.
I’ve traveled far but have farther still to go.
The road is long and tiresome, with many falling and failing to finish the task.
Failing in any world is not what kicks you off the of the path, it’s failing to learn the lesson taught that kicks you off the path, Falling off the path lands one in oblivion with nowhere else to go.

The road to everlasting tranquility is a long and tortuous path, not
meant to be easily attained. One world is not enough for every lasting tranquility, many must be successfully transversed with their lessons learned to attain everlasting peace and tranquility.

The ones who come to the end of the path are the ones who’ve attained ultimate wisdom and enter into everlasting peace.

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Aloke
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An excellent spiritual poem of high order of sensitivity. Kudos !

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