Follow the scent
Concepts may change but not bliss beats,
resounding as divine heartbeats,
birthing rapture beyond measure
and once we have found this treasure,
the world outside holds no allure,
for our pristine presence demure.
Gifts of God we would like to share
but we cannot unless hearts pair,
attuned to divine magnetism,
cascading within body prism,
so each must walk the path alone
and breath by breath consciousness hone.
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