Ulladu Narpadu verse 22

sense organs are instruments, as is mind
it is God’s light that illumines our form
thus leaving thoughts and sensations behind
feeling the hum of bliss magnetism warm
flowing with ease poised in love’s benign storm
melding with the source we see the truth stark
whilst thus ascending on an upward arc
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