God Search Begin
"The streams are my veins."
God search begin, by choosing quietude;
All that remains, is consciousness aware.
With bliss mists ethereal, heart’s imbued,
As love in love with love, with love does pair.
Our form’s forged from earth, water, fire and air,
Enslaved by lower mind, whose thinking’s crude,
Enmeshing our soul in thought spirals snare.
God search begin, by choosing quietude.
Thus, mind no longer to illusions glued,
We set to rest ego spawned thought form snare,
Negating fears and desires that intrude;
All that remains, is consciousness aware.
Stream of liquid light, pure beyond compare,
Nectar of God, makes rapturous our mood,
Wherein innocently choosing to dare,
With bliss mists ethereal, heart’s imbued.
Moment to moment, bliss beats are renewed,
With God Himself, in heart taking the chair,
That we imbibe His grace with gratitude,
As love in love with love, with love does pair.
We meld with the flow, with nary a care,
Stopping to conquer, soul gains altitude,
Beginning with love, a lifelong affaire.
Stream of bliss vivifies our solitude:
God search begin!
03-August-2022
HMS, Rhymezone, PS Grammar
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