Thus being several times a king or slave,
A man or woman at the court, in cave,
You lived from hand to mouth or rolled in wealth,
Being fragile or kept yourself in health.
And various lives are threaded on a string
Your Self is vigilant not miss a thing
You’re thus kindly of memory deprived,
For being able in this world survive.
Some beads that on the string can seldom gleam
In the day light, more often in a dream,
The larger and more brilliant they are,
The more they shine as some familiar star.
Thus with its light you start to realize
That it’s not you who’s actually wise,
The Inner Ruler is your loyal guide,
Your personality should step aside.
Your personality should step aside
© Copyright: Ольга Крубер-Федорова, 2020
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