I sense the divine, the abstract force,
Guiding my imagination, though spirits low...
The spiritual antenna in me comes to life-
Everything yet nothing left to know.
My heart gives way-
Mind firm.
Soul unconvinced, the path, neither way-
Absolutely me, I grab in the dark...
In vain, but for my thoughts;
A power invisible, felt by me,
Misled, or a form in real...
A bundle of emotions plunge into mine-
As I continue the journey, philosophy at life;
In my dreams they come to seek,
To define those mysteries, more conceal,
Fearing it, but no belief in my eyes-
As I feel on... Still divine...

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