Living Light
Magnetised palms and crown blissful,
conspire to make our heart feel full,
drenched in an ethereal mist,
propelled by a mystical pull.
Staid silence has no to do list,
so childlike heart does not resist
rapture within our heart new found,
that requires but an unclenched fist.
Awareness sans thought is not bound
to fears and desires that did hound
and so innocence invokes grace,
becoming light on holy ground.
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