the way it is
Having been, seen and so known,
light of Self in heart full blown,
that’s what we focus upon,
each life breath ushering dawn.
Immanent and transcendent,
magnetised, bliss resplendent,
we then are the observer,
living our life with fervour.
With God’s hand clapped on our back,
we remain steadfast on track,
rapturous in love’s bliss burn,
setting aflame body urn.
How much bliss can form contain,
when past fears are to rest lain,
as we so metamorphose,
as living light in repose?
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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