the way we feel
we have now known for a while
futile is our ego’s guile
for life as it’s manifest
is but a test in light jest
poised in the in between stage
where no fires of desire rage
as in but not of the world
we lie in cave of heart curled
all doings are done by God
who dwells in mind-body pod
thus as the false falls away
we see the truth clear as day
grazed by life’s offered surprise
there’s nothing to analyse
for all that is, is pure bliss
graced by Divine Mother’s kiss
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