Alive and Aglow
Measuring not time, simply feeling the inner chime, we flow moment to moment, magnifying our love quotient, there being no doing on our part, as at each instant we restart, centred in the void, with bliss overjoyed.
Is-ness of presence
Throbs with ecstatic rapture
The now is the all
15-August-2020
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