Here now this morn
we shamelessly affirm we will not trade
bliss rapture birthed by divine magnetism
since with each breath in streams of love we wade
with fullness in emptiness our lived ism
as tease of delight in mind-body prism
which holds us erect and becomes our song
in the timeless now taking all along
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