Gifts of silence
Ask thoughts to shut up,
that our empty cup
be filled with God’s bliss,
bestowed by a kiss.
The kiss aesthetic,
love pulse magnetic,
entwines us with God,
in mind-body pod.
We are living light,
throbbing with delight,
known if heart is still,
bending to His will.
The table is laid
for bliss readymade,
so claim the surprise
and heavenward rise.
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