Benign bliss burn
Slipping into silence, invoking grace,
feeling within hum of bliss magnetism,
flowing in mode of release and embrace,
rapture divine suffuses body prism.
Destiny impulsed continues to flow,
without any involvement on our part,
for we’re in the boat God Himself does row,
centred in prayer at peace in our heart.
That life’s a dream, to us has been revealed,
so there is no cause to engage in strife,
more so when mind, body and soul are healed,
awash in light of Self, fully bliss rife.
God’s sacred fire glows in mind-body urn,
wherein all we do is willingly burn.
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