Orientation whilst reciting Om
As the ocean into which rivers merge,
the gong of Om swallows the universe,
which when willed causes it to reemerge,
heart magically conjuring a verse,
without any need for it to rehearse.
As the Self wherefrom the gong arises,
let us embrace God’s offered surprises.
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