Love Alone With No Residue
The moment we realise
Divine aligned we are wise
It is the play in illusion
That binds us in delusion
What then the purpose
Of this circus
If consequences known
Of seeds sown
We would never err
No ego cravings would stir
With heaven on earth
Ever bubbling in mirth
We would be ever free
In our moment to moment entrée
Apparently method in this madness
Is to become one with oneness
Not by reason but by instinct
That love be the only precinct
Which we roam awake or asleep
For which realisation must sink in deep
By direct experience & assimilation
The throb of love our reflex orientation
Thus ingraining the truth by feeling all our doing
We become love enabled to the core of our being
19-August-2020
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