We are alive and so we celebrate
vibrancy of the now, that so renews,
joyous feeling nodes within us gyrate,
bliss becoming the flavour of our muse.
Far cry is boredom, with each breath joy grows,
such is innate uniqueness of our soul,
witness consciousness always in repose,
throbs with bliss magnetism sages extol.
Just as we delight, watching the ocean
or melding with...
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