Lighting of the lamp
Rather than delusion that separates,
let’s cultivate the forces that unite,
like childlike innocence that celebrates
and a pure heart pulsating with delight,
suffused in bliss mists by day and by night.
To this end, we identify ego
as the spoilsport, which we need to let go,
enabled upon resting flow of thought,
whereupon our love drenched presence aglow,
entwined with existence, becomes self-taught.
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