Bliss Vivified Stillness
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How pristine is our silence,
strangled by thought violence,
unless we’re in witness mode,
bliss suffused, heart our abode?
When we thus do disappear,
bliss tingles begin to spear
each cell of mind-body form,
with magnetic currents warm.
Transmuted by love, all’s well.
No desires remain to quell.
That that remains, a bliss mist,
open heart and unclenched fist.
12-April-2022
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022
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