slow and steady
it took quite a while
for us to acclimatise
to throb of magnetism
incessantly cascading within
we are now acceptant
and heart is receptive
to the perennial pulse
of God’s wondrous heartbeat
ego having been burnt
in the fire of divine bliss
our hollowed out form
Is a receptacle for soma nectar
there is no one here
save soul presence
witnessing in delight
beauty of the dance underway
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