flame that has no name
how still is our stillness betwixt bliss beats
with attention fixated in the play
rapture refrain that breath by breath repeats
is-ness of being-ness that’s here to stay
resting thus as awareness self-aware
God tends to our needs so why should we care
we’re beyond definitions and labels
for we’re the flame spoken of in fables
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