Be To Become
Flame of love holds steady in storm
Bliss it's sconce, God's magnetism warm
Vaporised presence, living light
What matters now, decaying form
Void centric view, spherical sight
Bliss cascading, to heart's delight
The play of life is but a game
Lamp of love shines within so bright
Entwining with God, soul's sole aim
Rapturous bliss, our claim to fame
We're thus in but not of the world
Becoming That we cannot name
30-August-2022
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