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One ticket to Liberation, please
by Alison McKenzieThe lust of this anger -
Sometimes I am consumed
And the rage cannot be contained
By flood or vacuum.
It is an expensive indulgence;
Once spent,
Karmic overdraft guaranteed.
But for grace,
I should be held accountable
And be damned!
But for the Holy names upon my lips,
I am filled with ignorance
And should not escape.
Liberation is my destination,
And devotion is the journey.
My attachments in this life
Lose their grip as I bow,
Sweet mercy
At the Lotus Feet of my Lord.
04/07/2008 Posted on 04/07/2008
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/07/08 at 03:01 PM ...alison, yea, these attachments to our so-called life,eh?, and hopefully the liberation we seek, hope He sees that i am and you too sweetie, are trying...charlie |
Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/10/08 at 11:55 PM But for grace,
I should be held accountable
And be damned!
But for the Holy names upon my lips,
I am filled with ignorance
And should not escape.
Indeed, me too. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/10/08 at 11:56 PM (This poem is so well timed and placed and writ.) |
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