The Vaporised Self
Still
thunder;
the throbbing,
one hand clapping;
flow thus unceasing,
rapture of pure delight,
vivifies form day and night!
Stillness and silence our domain.
Pure bliss within, we gently ingrain,
as lower mind rests, leaving us unstained.
Ceasing striving, shifting to aligning,
we imbibe bliss pulse enlivening.
Our fulcrum shifts into the void,
as we flow thus overjoyed.
We rest in tranquil calm,
love our healing balm.
Grace from within
and above
showers
love.
23-October-2020
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2020
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