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