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The Gunas three, both boon and bane
For without rest, we'll go insane
Rajas, the cauldron of desire
Whilst Sattva, sunshine in the rain

Propelled through life until we tire
Seems without cause, we did perspire
Whence heart is still, voids within fill
Save God, nothing that we aspire

Once we surrender to God's will
Gently shaped upon life's anvil
All's enabled in timeless time
Smooth is our soul's ascent uphill

Head-heart aligned, hark the love chime
Grace in-pours from divine sublime 
Bliss magnetism pervades our form 
Life becomes an unending rhyme

Singular focus through each storm
Guna's hold no longer the norm
See oh hermit, there's no one here
That that is, is bliss current warm

Ego disappears, God draws near
Our life course, He Himself does steer
All we do, is frolic and play 
God's light within, we hold so dear

Knowing now that love paves the way
We make throb of joy our mainstay
Being to become, a bliss mist
Luminous, beauteous sun ray

18-February-2022

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