Gong of Om
God’s light is real
as is bliss appeal.
Let us return home
to cosmic gong Om.
Betwixt objects sized,
we are hypnotised.
Foxed by illusion,
we’re in delusion.
Gong Om does remind,
we’re not body-mind.
Let then each heartbeat,
focus on God’s feet.
Here on earth but yet
let us not forget,
we are living light,
that shines within bright.
Within our heart dome,
resounds God’s gong Om,
that when desires stir,
we yet do not err.
Awake or asleep,
we feel bliss mists seep,
deep within our core,
as blessings in-pour.
One with the Om gong,
we amble along
joyful at all times,
heeding God’s love chimes.
19-September-2022
Notes: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Om
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