Seek and Ye Shall Find
It has come to this,
we’re in all time bliss,
be it day or night,
unending delight.
Within body prism,
divine magnetism
pulsates as it likes;
rapture often spikes.
Bliss caress sublime,
sounds a rhythmic chime,
holding focus still,
aligned with God's will.
We no longer sigh
on moments gone by,
living in the now,
as bliss beats endow.
God's grace designates,
light that emanates
from the core of form,
felt as a bliss storm.
We write to confirm
these truths we affirm,
are ours to now claim,
if heart's free from stain.
To be thus self-taught,
simply gentle thought,
Flowing like the breeze,
with nonchalant ease.
12-April-2023
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