Touched By Holy Spirit
Magnetic bliss furrows burrow our form,
each moment in time divine and sublime;
today crown, throat and heart receive love’s storm,
each chime signalling soul’s heavenward climb.
Tomorrow’s dawn too will be a surprise,
perhaps at some other chakra centre
but be it as it may, bliss beats will rise
and we will behold magnetism canter.
What our heart feels is benign bliss friction,
embodied within as boundless rapture,
beyond scope of ego’s jurisdiction,
the surging pull mere thoughts cannot capture.
We dwell in body and God too is here ~
If our heart be pure, be sure, He’ll appear
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