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What wisdom can the pastors teach
Feeling not truth they themselves preach
Hollow words betray egoic stench
Let silence enhance, our soul’s reach
How may feeble words, our thirst quench
The time’s now, to lower mind bench
Distanced from rules rigid and stern
Dig in cave of heart, a love trench
If our soul’s truth, we wish to learn
In the vast void, make a u-turn
By simply choosing to be still
Consumed by love’s benign bliss burn
Surrendering to God our will
Sees nodes within, with His light fill
We feel deep down, bliss magnetism
Nectar divine begins to spill
Renouncing each and every ism
Bliss beats ignite mind-body prism
In timeless time, we vaporise
Whence one with oneness, there’s no chasm
10-August-2022
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