Vibrant emptiness

Each node a bliss epicentre, standing erect without support, wherefrom grace bestowed does enter, each pore of form love’s docking port. The void holds us in warm embrace, shimmering due to bliss rapture as we see clearly, by God’s grace, a knowing mind cannot capture. We go where our attention flows and as such we are everywhere but it’s in stillness where thought slows, we truly become self-aware. The words we speak, are so offered, as the boons upon us conferred.