Anointed with bliss

Crown, third eye and heart all collaborate, invoking bliss mists that usher delight and in time dissolved peace as nodes gyrate, our once feeble form now spreads divine light. In life’s pulse dual, our eye is single, with desires in heart having been exhumed, witnessing how bliss pheromones mingle, as breath by breath, ignition is resumed. As the light that lights all lights, one with God, joyous at all times, in this lucid dream, doing nothing save giving love our nod, we illumine the night, like a moonbeam. Anointed with bliss, our soul’s eye glistens ~ God speaks to us and childlike heart listens