Sat Chit Ananda
The gong Om encompasses existence,
which we may call God’s first emanation,
melding with which there remains no distance,
since all that is, is in this vibration,
encompassing His entire creation.
When we are graced by Divine Mother’s kiss,
in stillness we recognise we’re all this,
meaning whatever is contained in space,
that as an eternal flame, drenched with bliss,
boundaries blur; we see God face to face.
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