Say it like it is
In silence we feel chakra petals open,
corresponding to a flicker in vast space,
a vibrational message by God spoken,
as steps toward heaven we slowly retrace.
Of boons of grace, we are a mere receptor,
sensing magnetism pierce each body vector,
wherein in truth there is nothing that we do,
save letting these divine pulsations renew.
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