you speak of spiritual
masters
yet seem to have 
forgotten 
the one
who
watches over you
caring for you
behind the veil 
of invisibility

you keep seeking a guide
who already arrived
in response to your cries
she dropped from
the skies
your mind tells you lies
so now you despise
causing ego to rise 

as she silently stares
with lights 
i was sent for your soul
the seat of your soul
no strings attached