Here now this morn
bliss borne joy is held, poised yet pulsating
though chakras manifest, it is one grid
hum of magnetism is unabating
vibrant stillness on which we place our bid
for God to reveal truth our ego hid
this morn focus is on spine and forehead
merged with crown and heart, where bliss mists are bred
there is this secret motion in stillness
drenched in divine bliss mists we feel complete
call it if you will, our path to wellness
wherein each pore is suffused with cool heat
throbbing in sync with God’s sublime bliss beat
meditation that defies translation
elation in the void of cessation
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