Dance of polarities

Once we realise this world is but thought and that we’re here because of our desire, no cause then remains to be tense and taut, for within this dream, what’s there to aspire? In space-time dissolves silence, who remains, save essence of presence, always complete, free from bondage to ego’s thought form chains, throbbing living light, here now bliss replete. Though there’s nothing to be done, life renews, as a lucid dream, we ourselves have spawned, so we sing a hymn, as of our heart’s muse, full of vibrance, although nonchalance yawned. There’s but one real purpose in this world ~ to behold how the flag of love’s unfurled.