Believe it or not
Composing a hymn, a verse,
I swallowed the universe,
freezing the frame, as it were,
where nothing at all could stir.
In time stretched stillness thus poised,
no longer by thought forms toyed,
energy within humming,
I sensed chords of bliss strumming.
Peace became bliss, love and light,
expanding for heart’s delight,
thus making worlds manifest,
where we now dwell in light jest.
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