Samadhi
Nothing else but pure consciousness
With a singular is-ness of blissfulness
No time or space or body or mind
Every aspect of i-dentity left behind
Singularity in Absoluteness
Unqualified fullness of being-ness
Mind-body vaporised, how do we then return
We transform becoming bliss on this sojourn
Not as separate identity experiencing
Actually transmuting by so becoming
The truth is we ourselves cannot reenter our body
A divine power steers us back so we breath easy
No translation of this transcendence seems possible
Being a transitioning beyond thoughts analytical
We affirm it as a singular energy field true oneness
Beyond void or manifestation interconnectedness
Here there is neither space nor time nor any measure
Nothing else save consciousness in blissful rapture
30-July-2020
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