Fullness In Emptiness
Flitting about from desire to desire,
as does a child, quenches not our heart’s thirst,
so we choose to sing our song unrehearsed,
imbibing joy that sets our soul afire.
Fleeting are objects for which we aspire,
so renouncing urge to always come first,
we invoke grace and feel bliss bubbles burst,
each breath taking us higher and higher.
Needless and futile is struggle and strife,
for all that we need to do, is be still,
that God’s love and light may fill every chasm
and wafting love’s fragrance makes us bliss rife,
simply by surrendering to God’s will,
divine magnetism ignites body prism.
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