Playtime
Ceasing striving
Desiring nothing
Our existence
Playful innocence
Gently ambles
No ego that rambles
Our stillness
Agendaless
The bliss we imbibe
Words cannot describe
Moment to moment
Soma nectar potent
Heightens our ecstasy
In unending continuity
Inner emptiness
Magnetised in fullness
Throbs with power
Swathed in a bliss shower
Each pulse a climax
Without mental parallax
Arms open in embrace
Greets each & every face
In gleeful joy
Devoid of egoic ploy
Such is the is-ness
Of our being-ness
18-August-2020
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