Transmutation
Feeling without thinking, focus unblinking,
essence of our presence, vibrant and aglow,
in childlike playfulness, head and heart linking,
imbibes wisdom of sages, very few know.
There is no effort applied, in soul’s ascent
and nothing is done, save granting love consent,
just looking on as feral cravings are shorn,
paving way for us to be here now reborn.
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