The Dark Void
Thoughts
quiet,
attention
slowly softened,
in meditation,
ego urges recede:
our will to divine we cede.
We melt into the vibrant void
of no-thingness, dark and undefined.
Awareness alone is, as formless self.
Devoid of senses as also the light,
we feel that we will soon be insane.
One in the dark void of oneness,
we hear someone call our name!
Gods voice, telepathic,
welcomes us back home!
We thus comforted,
now at peace
in the
void.
03-November-2020
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2020
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