Bliss Without End

Repeated immersion and emergence from lucid dreams that to us feel real, facilitates dormant soul’s resurgence, celebrating pulse of bliss beat appeal. Held captive in this feeble body-mind, we wish to feel heavenly bliss on earth, that we no longer flounder about blind, reflecting radiance, bubbling with mirth. Flowing mindfully, we gentle our touch, recognising that God in-dwells all forms, relinquishing use of thought as a crutch, invoking thereby, rapturous bliss storms. We already are what we yearn to be ~ In the void of silence, we’re always free