Our life our choice

If we’re not receptive to learn Addicted to mind’s thinking crutch We’ll never imbibe truth by touch How will we feel nodes within churn If we fear to surrender will For ego dies, when we are still Oh, to feel God’s benign bliss burn Immediate and intimate Throb of love that does not abate Of seeds we sow are fruits we earn Thus with heart gentle, eye mindful Rainbow body is beautiful Love and light, in mind-body urn Is borne by divine magnetism Transcending each and every ism If we’re not receptive to learn How will we feel nodes within churn Oh, to feel God’s benign bliss burn Of seeds we sow are fruits we earn Love and light, in mind-body urn