Self-Anoint Bliss
Self-anoint bliss, imbibing grace
By making our heart pure
When no earthy goals, left to chase
Love alone holds allure
No agenda tabled
Then thus all enabled
By bliss throbs we’re cradled
Nothing’s amiss
Self-anoint bliss
28-January-2022
Quietus
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