All thoughts are ego begot

Our sin, cacophonous thought din Oh hermit, when will we begin In silence, choosing to be still Feeling God’s love and light within Simply by surrendering will Bliss mists rise and voids in heart fill There’s no doing we need to do Faith makes easy ascent uphill Each hue of life throbs felt is new We fall, we rise, pristine like dew Knowing this dream life will not last We delight as bliss beats renew The breath of God is soul’s repast Wide and far net of love is cast Our eye mindful and touched gentle We dwell in the vibrant void vast