Know Thyself
Who am I, mind asks,
whilst vibrant heart basks
in tingle of bliss,
graced by Mother’s kiss.
Resting thought flow crutch,
learning by love’s touch,
we become God’s light,
that throbs with delight.
When heart’s pure like snow,
we then get to know,
who in truth we are,
shining like a star.
Everything is clear,
when God’s light draws near,
which we may invoke,
on donning love’s yoke.
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