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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Innate urge to ink soul’s emote, requires we agree to free float in a void where thoughts don’t exist and yet what truth is, we can quote. Stillness a tale, with a strange twist, speaking of how we’re by God kissed, potent power of magnetism, felt vividly as a bliss mist. Beyond knowings of any ism, graced by an unknown mechanism, we are transformed as living light, here now within mind-body prism. Wisdom thus garnered by clear sight, penned on paper in black and white, truth that sounds like a fairy tale, for who can translate bliss delight? Be this as it may, we set sail, sharing what lies behind the veil, even if we’re misunderstood, penned in elaborate detail. In deep stupor, we too once stood but now we’ve discarded falsehood, for having been, seen and so known, we share God’s light, as you too would. Each must discover on his own, light within, choosing to atone, by slowing thoughts, remaining still, that in time, ego we dethrone. Simply by surrendering will, swift becomes soul’s ascent uphill, for when we choose to vaporise, voids within, in timeless time fill. Ceasing to weigh, measure and size, we begin to feel rapture rise, signalling we’re divine entwined, delighting in offered surprise. To awaken dear, just unwind, gentle touch, be with love aligned, that thus doing nothing at all, we leave our base instincts behind. God calls to us, please heed his call and who in truth we are, recall, known when our eye becomes single, after which we can never fall. Feel how bliss pheromones mingle, causing nodes within to tingle, wherein as we become the flame, we hear the soundless Om jingle. We’re neither this form nor our name. No objects are for us to claim. Earth is a school, we’re here to learn. Discard hermit all claim to fame. God dwells within this body urn, who’s sensed when nodes within us turn, rotating by touch of His hand, joy birthed by a benign bliss burn. Lower mind cannot understand, light of Self, our destiny grand, so if we shift from head to heart, God fulfils our every demand.
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