The pathless path

Our pure heart invokes a gentle bliss breeze, an offering in which our soul delights, renewing God’s magnetic pulse with ease, entwining with the light that lights all lights. Benign bliss friction manifests cool heat, which may sound like a koan but is not and as the magic weaved keeps us upbeat, we are thus directly by God’s touch taught. Consumed by the flame that carries no name, essence of presence is poised in the void, transformed as living light in life’s end game, radiating love and light unalloyed. Such is the pathless path we walk upon, bliss energised, breath by breath thus reborn.