The eureka continuum
Our innate creative urge to sing a hymn,
is perhaps aimed at making our eye single,
that head melding with heart, in the void we swim,
bliss drenched in rapture as pheromones mingle.
To harmonise within, the life pulse dual,
all we do is employ love as the fuel,
with our heart now pure, life’s trials we endure,
in childlike playfulness, vibrant yet demure.
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