Bliss
Forged from the elements, our form is dust,
life being animated by God’s breath,
mind choosing lust, intellect pathways just,
with the bliss sheath being love’s healing meth.
When polarities unite in our heart
and our attention is internalised,
we deem all souls as one and none apart,
the way how God within is realised.
Bliss transforms as peace, when we’re living light,
shining as the Self, beyond space and time,
where one with God, unbound is our delight,
renewal continual is heart’s chime.
Oh wise and worthy hermit, just know this ~
We are existence, consciousness and bliss
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