On the Seventh Day God Rested | Ananda

On the 7th day God rested

On the 7th day God rested, but this is day one.
Did some errands, made some calls, had some fun.
I told God later.
On the 7th day God rested, but this is day two,
oh, how I feel so shadowed,
oh how I feel so blue.
I find myself thinking thoughts like: “What's in it for me?”” What's in it for you?”
So much turmoil, on this rich soil
When what’s real sees, what's false and
don't know who to call “boss”
all becomes a hand toss, even then I told God later.
On the 7th day God rested, but this is day three
And the universe seems to be targeting me,
I am being tested, rejected, upsetting and wanting to lash out
I am done paying my dues should've stopped and consulted with you
but I chose Facebook and the Evening News again
I told God later.
On the 7th day he rested,
And this is day four, already live days one through three
but now I want more
something for my soul
so quietly I began to knock, God are you home?
On the 7th day he rested, and this is day five.
sitting in council in oneness,
I never felt so alive. Never had to deal with so much natural pride,
This train I have to ride. But while riding, my ego screams…
I have arrived, I have arrived, I have arrived,
God says, Yes. Will you stay?
On the 7th day he rested,
And this is day Six,
What happened, What's wrong now? I thought I had this.
What's going on?
God says stay and hold on.
But my Ego says this does not feel right, as if it would know, but once again I join him. I have to do something, know something; but it doesn't help me, I already know it's not true.
And now here I AM light, feeling shadowed… feeling blue.
Falsities running me, because of the familiarity with who I think myself to be.
Everything feels like the tale of two cities.
now I am a target, someone or something is after me in order to find out who I turn on Facebook, news or TV.
Wait… what?
I keep telling God later, but he's always there.
my circle jerk, false hurt, and my double mind
it all makes me blind.
God still is always and now I see,
Maybe God needed a rest from me
pretending to be, somebody, anybody; instead of being one with him and he being one with me
And on the 7th day, we rested.

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