Gambit
If we sacrifice, that what we possess,
allusion being to ego we know,
this gambit pays off, for as we undress
and conditioned beliefs slowly let go,
released from erst fears, we begin to flow.
Thought fetters that bound and twirled us around,
viewed with nonchalance, no longer astound,
since having vaporised and merged with space,
we are from head to toe, in bliss mists drowned,
imbibing breath by breath, God’s sublime grace.
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