Surfing the bardo
It is at eventide
When scarlet turns red
We feel the light of God inside
Our presence by bliss beats led
Rests in the toroidal heart
By soma nectar fed
Stillness is an art
Requiring identity to recede
That flow of magnetism may start
Negating desire, living as of need
Light within heart is revealed
Seeds of love thus breed
Drenched in bliss, soul is healed ~
Such is the power, God does wield
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