Face of ego


 

The evil sometimes has a face
A smiling mask of I
Expressing everything with:
I comes first
Stretching the hand out
Eagerly to get more and more…

© DidiArtist, 21.07.17

 

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Without identity


 

 

I don’t have my own way
Because what I am,
Is not my own

It is borrowed life
God-given
Lives outside as ego, mind

Takes own ways
Drinks from the straw of power
Wants to rule, wants to be itself

Is proud of itself
Looks in the mirror
Shows its personality

But nothing belongs to me
Since everything is God
Nothing, but God

Should I belong to myself
Then I am in bondage to my ego
Following the voice of my mind

Emptiness carries me
Its abundance
To be His soul

Only you, oh God, you are
Everything else is a phantom
That separates me from you
(That separates You from you)

I live in this storm
Of All and Nothing
Sirens of the mind, of being me.

Voices that invite, tempt
Wanting to dye me
Into the glue of the mind

No, I am not existing
I do not have an identity
It is You who dwells all within me…

It is only You…

DidiArtist, 12.02.2019