Say it like it is
Where the heart is, at the zone on our spine,
we sense a tingle mirrored at forehead,
throb of rapture with which all nodes align,
ushering bliss of which naught can be said.
Jugular notch is caught in the cross fire,
steadied by grace in-pouring at the crown,
whilst the soul star chakra takes us higher,
a boon bestowed on sages of renown.
We feel the pressure of bliss everywhere,
since the truth is that there is no centre,
whence vibrant, tranquil presence self- aware,
ascends smoothly since God is our mentor.
In the timeless now bliss refrains replay ~
Epiphanies that dawn are here to stay
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