Here now this morn
the adam’s apple glows as heart looks on
presence caged in form but seeks to dissolve
that melding with the void we may evolve
poised in peace, in the timeless now reborn
but must this burning yearning too be shorn
cessation the jigsaw mind cannot solve
so we just watch chakras in us revolve
childlike heart awaiting onset of dawn
the words we pen will not be read again
yet remaining held in the womb of space
marking the moment when it chose to wink
that we recognise that heart has no stain
and is thus worthy to receive God’s grace
enabling soul’s ascent in a mere blink
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