Here now this morn
accepting the unexpected
without our heart skipping a beat
in mood and mode embrace-release
is enabled by cool bliss heat
continuum of now-moments
leaving behind no residue
is the canvas we paint upon
wherein each rapture hue is new
each point in space is the centre
wherefrom we feel the potent pull
of magnetism divine sublime
heart is empty and yet feels full
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