Ballet of Living Light
One day in a trance meditation state,
ego fell like a dead leaf from a tree,
even as rhythm of bliss magnetism chaste,
frolicked amidst lilac flowers carefree.
Awestruck beholding presence turn to dust,
formless awareness pulsated as light,
infusing bliss mists in mind-body crust,
in swan like movement designed to delight.
Unlike shifting seasons that come and go,
death of identity saw soul reborn,
crowned with rainbow’s highest frequency glow,
waltzing playfully like a unicorn.
Dewdrops on virgin grapes quenched our heart’s thirst;
we fell, rose and wooed Cupid unrehearsed.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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