Ulladu Narpadu verse 32

we’re trapped in form but feel we’re more than this 
and if we but pause to investigate
on thought cessation our heart’s filled with bliss
a magnetic pulse that does not abate
which takes us straight to God through heaven’s gate 
thus first things first we must ask who am I
in as eternal light that does not die
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