Here now this morn
Form, a mirror in which we see our face,
reflection of living light drenched in bliss,
Cupid’s caress, gripping us in embrace,
as nodes within freely mingle and kiss.
Vibrance of innocence does not rehearse,
since God as our guide dwells in heart inside,
that we as He, one with the universe,
plunge into the void, where we wingless glide.
Empowered with gift of bilocation,
poised in a bliss squall, we become the all,
playful flirtation as our vocation,
a pillar of light always standing tall.
As we so metamorphose in repose ~
Divine love and light from our aura glows
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