Here now this morn
minuscule ripples of thoughts
attentively present yet absent
contoured by softened senses
keep track of love’s bliss scent
the soul star chakra is vibrant
having superseded the crown
though in truth labels dissolve
when in lake of bliss we drown
magnetism enlivened stillness
as rapture that is here to stay
epitomises our state of being
in this body urn made of clay
ardent awareness animated
dances to vibrance of heart
inking the universe with bliss
as a vibrational work of art
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