The pathless path

Blissful presence, poised in peace, is as it is desire bereft and so no ripples arise in its aura, whereupon ego recedes … whence we see God’s light. The path known yet the map is not the terrain, thus breath by breath, gentling touch, heart is kissed by Divine Mother, transmuting all cells within … we then see our soul. Diving deeper, silence speaks, our soul listens, to the strobes of love and light, being nothing other than our own glow which reveals to us … that we are God’s child.