The in between stage
Having recognised we’re not body-mind,
stuporous awareness yet drags us down,
so though we know the truth, we remain blind
and in dark swamplands of fear and doubt drown.
Each offered experience wanes with time,
unless reinforced again and again,
so attuning our heart to bliss beat’s chime,
in vibrant silence, fears to rest are lain.
The master appears and then disappears
but our heart always knows that he is close,
since our destiny God Himself so steers,
so in childlike trust, we wait in repose.
Here now in this life, we’ll reclaim soul’s light,
garnering with God’s grace, spherical sight.
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