Made in God’s image

To discern the truth transcending space-time, befriending silence, we entered the void, where emptiness was filled with bliss beat’s chime, revealing soul’s light, pure and unalloyed. “The silence faded with a soft embrace”, leaving in heart love’s benign after-burn, that as God’s grace entwined us with vast space, our presence reached the point of no return. We saw our Self, shining as living light, being that which is in God’s image made, with each node of form dancing with delight, we saw far more than for what we had prayed. The seeker who once sought, does not exist ~ All of him that remains, is a bliss mist