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Wondrous has been the journey of our soul,
beauteously unfolding like a rose,
with garnering God’s grace our sole life role,
sipping soma nectar, whilst in repose.
Perhaps our life sounds like a fairy tale 
but oh dear friends, it was not always so,
the turning point being when we set sail,
from our head to heart, in staid stillness slow.
This journey we took, was fraught with danger,
needing us to renounce fear and desire,
deeming ego an unwelcome stranger,
consigning lust to the funeral fire.
Such was the path we took, in our own style;
we walked over hot coals, mile after mile.

We walked over hot coals, mile after mile,
which may seem like an exaggeration
but to evade ego’s serpentine guile,
called for firm focus and concentration.
At first nothing happened in the vast void,
remaining thus therein in deep unease,
continually by dark fear forms toyed,
hoping that we would soon obtain release.
Dark night of the soul, is a lonely place,
wherein we are tested for our resolve,
to deal with demons, as steps we retrace
to our dark past, that we may now evolve.
We would have failed, had not God held our hand;
truth of Self, we began to understand.

Truth of Self, we began to understand,
in as that light, that ensouls feeble form,
felt as pulsations, growing strand by strand,
engulfing us in mists, both cool and warm.
Divine grace in-poured, we were magnetised,
consciousness expanded beyond space-time;
God as white living light was realised,
all this betwixt rapturous bliss beats chime.
Ego death followed, heart became mellow,
light of our Self was embodied in heart,
our aura acquired a luminous glow,
breath by breath feeling bliss ignition start.
We now frolic carefree, joyous and whole;
wondrous has been the journey of our soul.

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