Is-ness of being-ness
Feeling within, tingle of bliss magnetism,
our formless awareness delights in the play,
distanced from each and every scriptural ism,
content at noticing how nodes within sway,
illuminating fully, mind-body prism,
gripping us in heightened rapture night and day.
As the core essence of the flame that so burns,
through benign bliss friction, our consciousness learns.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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