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As we’re transformed by God’s benign bliss flame,
what’s imbibed must be assimilated,
else we will have only ourselves to blame,
wandering earth with ego inflated.
With each breath intake, we are grazed by bliss
but unless we be still, how will we know
of boons bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss,
that illumines form with a sublime glow?
Mistaken we are only body-mind,
we feel uneasy to let go of thought,
though it’s this indulgence that makes us blind
to pastures of silence where soul’s self-taught.
By simply watching thoughts rise and subside,
in the void of silence, we wingless glide.


In the void of silence, we wingless glide,
existing as soul-presence self-aware,
watching waters of illusions divide,
one with oneness, our freedom we declare.
As consciousness expands, we understand,
identity conjured was a deep fake
and God is available on demand,
provided fears and desires we forsake.
Fleeting is joy and lingering is pain,
so why be bemused by dreams within dreams,
more so when illusions are but a chain,
controlled by ego by thoughts it so streams?
Our feeble form will soon decay and die;
fear of death looming, reason why hearts sigh.


Fear of death looming, reason why hearts sigh
though the truth is that we are living light
and if but ego cravings we decry,
God’s grace will bestow heightened bliss delight.
Relinquishing each conditioned belief,
we severe fetters that bind and confine,
in staid stillness thus turning a new leaf,
choosing with whispers of love to align.
The choice to be as such depends on us,
requiring of us to change our life’s course,
melding head with heart, boarding God’s bliss bus,
drawing in grace but without use of force.
The table is laid for bliss readymade;
know love in love with love, assigns no grade.


Know love in love with love, assigns no grade,
so let us choose to befriend the vast void,
in heaven’s oceans fearing not to wade,
reclaiming soul’s light, pure and unalloyed.
When we dwell in the pause of cessation,
stepping out of our own way, so to speak 
immersed thus in all-time meditation,
doing nothing we plug energy leak.
Kundalini rises from root to crown,
where male and female polarities merge,
descending to heart, where in love we drown,
whence bliss in permanence begins to surge.
The world external then holds no allure;
time and space dissolve and heart becomes pure.


Time and space dissolve and heart becomes pure,
nonchalant to outcomes ordained by fate,
for our spirit is strong yet heart demure,
swathed in bliss currents that do not abate.
Through both day and night, heightens our delight,
as we behold transformation of form,
bestowing upon us spherical sight,
with the laws of God choosing to conform.
With our lower mind instrumentalised,
we rest in stillness, always self-aware,
free from prejudice, nothing weighed or sized,
with the throb of silence, opting to pair.
Over time cravings of ego thin out;
we get to clear knowing that’s free from doubt.


We get to clear knowing that’s free from doubt,
living in the now, with each breath reborn,
radiating love as we go about,
animating silence till ego’s shorn.
With ego out of the way, soul’s light shines,
essentially being the light of Self,
standing outside duality’s confines,
allowing life to flow on by itself.
Having recognised we are living light,
made in God’s image and feeling complete,
our aura resplendent with glow soft white,
each heartbeat echoes a sublime bliss beat.
Yet to grow in love, wisdom and power,
we seek divine grace that does empower.


We seek divine grace that does empower,
for which in truth, there is nothing we do,
save dancing with joy in a love shower,
feeling within bliss ignition renew.
Our agendaless soul now roams the earth,
knowing very well that God holds our hand,
so we frolic about bubbling with mirth,
for who in truth we are, we understand.
Love is our mission on earth playstation
and if we are still, voids within soon fill,
entwined breath by breath with God’s creation,
blooming beauteously, as of His will.
Doing nothing we fulfil our life’s aim,
as we’re transformed by God’s benign bliss flame.
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