I Am
Reborn each morn around dawn,
hum of awareness purring,
essence of presence, joyous and aglow,
suffused with bliss, feels alive and complete,
having not yet stirred in duality.
It is here, in the bardo,
whence poised in the vibrant void,
hemmed in not by thought and our senses five,
our bliss drenched soul feels whole, feeling no lack,
one with life’s flow thus, in staid stillness slow.
Fulcrum of our consciousness
stands outside both space and time
and it is from here we choose to descend
into the earth vessel which we ensoul,
to ink our aura with the hues of love.
As we so wake up from sleep,
relinquishing not heart’s bliss,
we may, if we choose, hold thought forms at bay
the whole day, holding steady the bliss flame,
transfixed in the scent, for our soul’s ascent.
In timeless time, we transmute
as living light, with God one.
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