Divine entwined
Where’s the source of our creative impulse,
magically appearing in our mind,
wherein light we attract, darkness repulse,
whereafter we need not struggle to find,
the rhythm that delights, by soul divined.
Having melded with the vast universe,
blissful spirit has no need to rehearse.
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