Path of bliss
Seeds planted take time to grow,
so it’s best we take life slow,
that our heart lotus may bloom,
feeling bliss magnetism zoom.
There’s nothing we need to do,
save letting bliss beats renew,
mindful of thought, word and deed,
pulse of love, our sturdy steed.
What happens is simply this:
our form becomes drenched in bliss;
fears and desires ebb away,
we see the truth, clear as day.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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