I Am Mystic
Within our heart, we feel I Am presence
Our hand goes there automatically
Soul enlivened by light of innocence
Joyous love pulse glowing magically
Star of David, our sacred heart symbol
Ancient wisdom; as above, so below
Soundless bliss thunder, in heart does tingle
Making erst feral consciousness mellow
All that is manifest, our heart’s desire
More oft than not, led astray by ego
Free will determines, objects we aspire
Forming habit patterns, loathe to forgo
Back to basics, let’s talk of fall from grace
There is no sin; merely misalignment
When fleeting illusions, we cease to chase
Our heart abides in tranquil contentment
We’re not mind-body and when we know this
Vibrant cessation becomes our mainstay
Our feeble form is magnetised by bliss
God search our quest, as day and night we pray
God resides deep within cave of our heart
Can we sense not yet, music of the spheres
Negating all else, let’s add love to cart
Suffused with blissful rapture, that endears
11-October-2021
With my hand on my heart poetry contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
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