Nothing has separated us from God
but our will, or rather our own will
is our separation from God.
All the disorder and corruption and malady
of our nature lies in a certain fixedness
of our own will, imagination and desire
wherein we live to ourselves.
They become our own centre
and circumference.
It hinders us to make
that final surrender
which is the price of final peace.
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You have definitely told here the truth. Our will separates us from God. Because for material gratification we run behind matter and forget God. In a certain fixedness disorder and corruption lie. For getting final peace and eternal happiness we need to surrender before God. An outstanding poem is well crafted for social awareness.10