Show Me God
We’re graced not by vision of God
so when the truth’s known, we are awed,
since it’s revealed, He alone is
the all that is, as a bliss fizz,
a self-existent living light,
that as soul, shines within us bright.
Just like objects within a dream
are merely thought forms we do stream,
once bubble of delusion bursts,
we become that, for which heart thirsts.
Questions cease; we are the answer,
requiring then, no translator.
12-September-2022
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