Clear sight
Thought forms swirl around our core,
a bliss mist, which has no door,
so since there is no fulcrum,
we but sense the cosmic drum.
Heartbeat of space is cognised,
the light beyond realised,
from here, the in between place,
where we imbibe boons of grace.
Body-mind is a balloon,
charged with bliss, that as we swoon,
whilst in deep meditation,
we behold God’s creation.
Along spine, from root to crown,
till third eye, then dipping down,
bliss magnetism loops our form,
ensuring that we transform.
As is God, we’re living light,
a spark, dancing with delight,
a wave, merging with the sea,
the stark truth, we clearly see.
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