Mind of the heart
When heart be quiescent, free from desire,
mind too rests, since there’s nothing to be done,
ego consigned to the funeral pyre,
breath by breath as we slowly come undone,
the heartbeat of God and ours become one.
Ceasing thinking, our head with heart linking,
we attain pure awareness unblinking.
Heart offers instantaneous knowing,
wherein we do not attain but become
the totality within us flowing,
aligned with bliss beats and the cosmic hum,
free from the urge to seek any outcome.
Our soul evolves, when ego we dissolve.
Orbiting our heart, all the worlds revolve.
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