Amnesia
Amnesia suffered,
our heart yet proffered
prayer into space,
imbibing God’s grace.
With symbols all gone,
we’re here now reborn;
innate aliveness,
one with That oneness.
No thoughts interfere,
as bliss throbs so spear
each pore of our form;
divine caress warm.
We need no preacher,
for God’s our teacher,
showing love’s the way,
lighting up each day.
There’s no this or that,
arguments fall flat,
for we all are one,
children of the sun.
06-June-2022
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