as we metamorphose
grazed by spirit, our form is magnetised
we vividly sense our aura expand
the stillness point within is realised
soundless thunder mind cannot understand
bliss rises from a centreless fulcrum
each node the epicentre of this storm
rapture renews gong of the cosmic drum
our pristine presence chooses to conform
a disc of light above our crown rotates
the staff of power within stands erect
between earth and heaven soul bilocates
that with God’s mind we seamlessly connect
is-ness of being-ness has a new name ~
tempest of delight, God alone can tame
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