Here now this
Immediate and intimate,
is the light of Self, filled with bliss,
an ocean of love, in full spate,
in time stretched peace, nothing amiss.
The pulse of peace in heart imbibed,
immediate and intimate,
a state that cannot be described,
is rapture that does not abate.
To reclaim soul’s light is our fate,
bliss magnetism divine sublime,
immediate and intimate
conjuring in heart, a love rhyme.
Path to heaven as we retrace,
chakras whir, polarities mate,
enabled solely by God’s grace,
immediate and intimate.
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