so spake simple Simon

minus thoughts, our ego recedes we’re pure awareness, self-aware in the void, we lay our soul bare we shift to heart, where God’s love breeds delight as pheromones mingle making eye of our mind single bliss magnetism, feeble form feeds look at it as kundalini or simply call it the genie God is He, who does all the deeds we are a humble receptor bliss strobes pierce each body vector ‘come home’, God says, ‘for My heart bleeds’ ‘all I ask is, please make heart pure’ ‘for every conflict, love’s the cure’ minus thoughts, our ego recedes we shift to heart, where God’s love breeds bliss magnetism, feeble form feeds God is He, who does all the deeds ‘come home’, God says, ‘for My heart bleeds’