Essence of Presence
Immediate and intimate is love
but strangely we prefer darkness to light,
subduing magnetism that ushers bliss.
Pure of heart alone imbibe divine bliss,
innate to our being, as agape love,
revealing to us, that we’re living light.
Within the cave of our heart, shines God’s light,
melding therein we feel rapture of bliss,
whence ego dies and all that is, is love.
We are love, light and bliss but know it not.
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