Beatific

Of a world beyond our own,

Mysticism and spirituality,

Enlightenment in the air,

Transcendence in our souls.

We seek a higher purpose,

A world beyond this one,

A life of endless meaning,

That we have yet to become.

The beatific visions call,

And we follow their light,

Seeking the truth and wisdom,

That will guide us through the night.

We meditate and contemplate,

As we journey to the divine,

And with each step we take,

We feel ourselves align.

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