Have the Cake and Eat It Too
Soundless thunder engulfs form,
felt as a benign bliss storm,
transfixing our attention
in trance like meditation.
With single pointed focus
along the divine locus,
as bliss currents hold us awed,
we behold presence of God.
In this way, joy and wisdom
leads us straight to God's kingdom,
with no effort on our part,
besides adding love to cart.
So simple is God search quest,
for all that we do is rest,
resisting not that that is,
while we're being filled with bliss.
10-November-2022
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