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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The truth eternal must not come and go and so beginning with this preamble, if wisdom of sages we wish to know, we must not allow thought forms to ramble. Thought cessation requires our surrender, being akin to plunging in the void, wherein our softened attention tender, is no longer by lower mind decoyed. Time stretched tranquil silence is resisted by ego since it needs thoughts to survive, so it manifests in heart doubts twisted, that soul’s light be dimmed and fears again thrive. As this see saw battle twirls us around, in moments of silence, heart stands its ground. In moments of silence, heart stands its ground, so all that remains, is to stretch the gap, that pristine presence be not in fears drowned, as ties with delusion we choose to snap. However, as long as there be desire, mirrored by fear, rooted in attachment, ego cravings compel us to aspire until by free will we choose detachment. Seeing ego has nothing to offer, we hold steady our resolve to be still, accepting embrace which bliss beats proffer and by doing so, voids within soon fill. God dwells in our heart and we hear His call; that we’re living light, we slowly recall. That we’re living light, we slowly recall, first in dreams and then in the waking state, as we are blown away by a bliss squall, delivering us straight to heaven’s gate. Standing beyond space and the flow of time, we see without mirrors, truth of our Self, feeling within heart, silent life pulse chime, in peace as music plays on by itself. Life continues to flow on as before but now we are no longer deluded and although tranquil heart seeks no encore, story of our soul is not concluded. Wisdom of the ancients, we now know; the truth eternal must not come and go.
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