Atma

It's hard to say What kind of spell Makes a person Move this shell No systems reduced To their routine The driving forces Remain unseen The driving forces Remain unseen The source of light Has never drawn away It anchors in the bay Of my inner world To shine here There is no truth I cannot say I am the proof That is here to stay When I'm in deep sleep It's the same A kind of presence Will still remain I am the proof That is here to stay The source of light Has never drawn away It anchors in the bay Of my inner world To shine here It has never drawn away