Poetry

[Confused]

Remember God so much that you are forgotten.
Let the caller and the called disappear;
be lost in the Call

I do try remembering the face of god,
amidst the demands of the flesh and the cries of the mind.
But why does the beloved one,
insist on hiding behind the veil of duality?
Asking me to turn hither or yonder,
and to stay put in one polarizing gender,
in order for me to finally prosper in divine surrender?
Why should I have to participate in this conflict between the light and the dark,
while I had no say in it from the start?
The answer comes,
in the form of acceptance of the given Matrix,
which at times feels to be the most cruel trick.
Release me O ONE, from the shackles of your powerful illusion,
and let me get to the back of the stage,
to cry and laugh at the collective delusion.
In the end there is joy,
but should it have to be purchased with such an insensitive ploy?
Answer, O ONE, to my call of redemption.
Or will you still choose to hide,
behind the fierce strength of the your famed illusion?
But remember O ONE,
that I see your face always,
despite your attempts at infinite mysteries,
that seem to engender everlasting delays.
I shall dissolve into you,
and you will know joy.

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I am that.