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As we look on, doing nothing at all,
witnessing the play of spirit in form,
we sense soul presence within, standing tall,
in midst of swirling currents, cool and warm.
Magical cool heat that has heart upbeat,
a boon of moon and sun, propelled by fire,
engulfs our mind-body from head to feet,
infusing bliss for which sages aspire.
Over front and back, an energy loop,
becomes a conduit for soma nectar,
paving way for magnetism to regroup,
that it may then pierce each body vector.
Ushering bliss as a teasing tingle, 
male and female polarities mingle.

Male and female polarities mingle,
integrating thus as a seamless whole
and as bliss spasms within us so jingle,
we get to a state which scriptures extol.
Ardhnarishwara is fact, not fiction,
which when manifests, erases all doubt,
signalling lower mind’s crucifixion,
allowing living light in heart to sprout.
Heart is the centre, where we must enter,
if we seek to embody the Christ flame,
enabled by letting bliss beats canter
unrestricted, as we enjoy the game.
Grateful for boons, God to us does so bring,
oh worthy hermit, to what should we cling?

Oh worthy hermit, to what should we cling,
in this world of transience, where we will die,
so moment to moment, we simply sing,
the song divine that our soul may fly high.
To this end, renouncing desires we bend,
connecting with God’s vital breath in us,
that holding His hand in trust, we ascend,
to a realm where fears no longer nonplus.
By night and day, rapture that’s here to stay,
fixates attention on the love locus
and all we do is let God have His way,
while we prayerfully maintain focus.
Sconce of love holds us firm, in this bliss squall,
as we look on, doing nothing at all.

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