The That
Paused in the void of no-thingness
Still, in thought rested awareness
We are there but nothing else is
All that is, is pulse of oneness
Bliss renewal, rapturous fizz
Teasing, seductive divine kiss
At play, within our heart centre
We know then that, the That is this
15-December-2021
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