Cessation
Making the void of cessation,
vibrant, joyous heart’s play station,
bereft of thought, ego begot,
in staid silence, we’re not fear fraught,
yet our awareness, self-aware,
remains therein, just as a dare,
till we expand, engulfing space,
with existence invoking grace,
whence bliss pervades each cell of form,
borne by currents both cool and warm
and thus in timeless time we see,
when ego recedes, we are free.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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