Heightened Delight
There is nothing here that needs to be done.
All is, as is, flowing in perfection,
aglow in the light from the central sun.
We are light, is our realisation,
imbibing pure bliss by resonation.
Form and void merge: we are empty within,
feeling each moment, throbbing ignition,
the blissful renewal, continual,
bursting forth in unending explosion.
We are living proof of Gods miracle.
02-January-2021
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2021
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