The vaporised Self

With each life breath ushering dawn, the past that once was, has been sawn, that playing the cards as they fall, outcome any, we stretch and yawn. Each pulse within, is God’s love call, reminding us we are the all, as divine light, that lights all lights, surging within as a bliss squall. As both form and throb that delights, poised at zenith of rapture’s heights, burning in this mind-body urn, we perform our ego’s last rites. Watching the boomerang return, the law of karma we discern, which but asks that we love with care, gentling touch, with mindful concern. Pristine awareness, self-aware, having chosen with love to pair, then imbibes wisdom from God’s mind, a glow which is beyond compare.