Stoop To Conquer

God’s boundless grace alone can enable, transmutation of feeble body-mind but to receive our heart must be stable, for which dark desires should be left behind. Ceasing grasping, once we begin flowing, each tremor cognised by our mindful eye, in timeless time, we get to that knowing, which sages yearn for, as we wingless fly. One with existence, blissful heart tranquil, there is no doing that needs to be done, for we have surrendered to God our will, recognising His light and ours is one. We rise when head and heart with love concur or we may say that we stoop to conquer.