Third Eye Lucidity

We begin as thoughts
Manifested into seeds
Grow from the earth
Rooted with the universe
The rays of the sun nourish our life
Darkness shrouds our sprout below
With both light and dark, I begin to branch
Leaves come and go like good and bad times
Sturdy and erect I remain
Storms test my virtue
Desires threaten to cut me down for better views
What kind of forest are you in?
Spiritual traditions and cultures
Enlightenment attained

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