Is-Ness of Being-Ness
Bindu, third eye, heart and crown glisten
As we feel pulse of bliss beats quicken
An enlivened spine and tingling eyes
Teleports presence to new highs
We care and therefore share
Of such awareness self-aware
Yet what use is vicarious knowing
In being, becoming, we keep on flowing
20-January-2023
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