Slow boat to heaven
Dreamy is our gaze as we laze,
we yet feel within throb of bliss,
God’s touch, which always does amaze,
transcending the way lovers kiss.
The outer world holds no allure,
dreamy is our gaze as we laze,
childlike heart gentle and demure,
in this dream that’s a passing phase.
When trapped in thought, life seems a maze
but since we are free from desire,
dreamy is our gaze as we laze,
with no goals for which we aspire.
Doing simply what heart does ask,
in bliss pastures we let soul graze,
with no to-do list and no task,
dreamy is our gaze as we laze.
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