Avadhuta Gita Chapter 4 verse 24
“The wise, my child, give up all meditations; they give up all good and evil deeds and drink the nectar of renunciation. I am free from disease - my form has been extinguished.”
Doership is delusion.
Thinking leads to confusion.
We are pure spirit, not form;
so let’s with God’s laws conform.
Simply feeling, not thinking,
let awareness unblinking
bring forth a magnetic storm,
felt as currents cool and warm.
Once polarities rotate,
chakras begin to gyrate,
we then become the bliss flame,
fulfilling thus our life’s aim.
Becoming, not attaining,
we ascend without straining,
joyous atop love’s moonbeam,
viewing life as but a dream.
Breath by breath in form reborn,
we’re meditated upon
by God’s breath, that’s love and light,
ushering bliss beat delight.
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