Seat of Our Soul
Aliveness innate,
to which we gyrate,
enables by touch,
joy we crave so much.
We’re here now complete,
love drenched, head to feet,
if we disavow
thoughts that mar life’s wow.
Thus, we alone choose,
hue of our heart’s muse,
which if be love inked,
sees soul with God linked.
Let not ego rule,
for thought’s but a tool.
Heart’s our soul centre,
where bliss beats canter.
28-July-2022
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