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June 24, 2010

This orphanage has a true form
it is – ignorance,

Without knowledge of origin,
Life is like Orphanage.
Many know this in old age only,
And this body is the prison,
Everyone is loud about matter.
And matter is eating them inside out.

Where attention can roam freely,
in the skies and the universes,
it gets locked in the matter – inside and out.

This attention,
has bondages,
Slaved by it’s conditioning.
We wait, each moment,
To be rescued.

Are waiting actively at God’s Doors.
Waiting and waiting,
Answers will be coming soon
Hopefully before the dust.

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