Sunday, July 22, 2012

God’s Melodies Compel Mystical Union. {152.}

Radhasoami Dayal Ki Daya
Radhasoami Sahai

May Compassionate Radhasoami Shower His Grace
May Radhasoami Help


Yes, this is it,
quite tantalizingly close, anyway.

The whirl subsides,
the Beauty draws.

Mystically dancing by the very 
edge of limited human reality; 
as the ego gets beheaded,
I eerily slide off it,  
into the abyss that contains
heavens yielding their unalloyed truths.

The fulcrum that governs life,
the seat of the soul,
God’s aspect nascent within me,
face to face with God,
reborn into a functional force.

I transcend life’s measly bondage,
gliding among the eternal skies
of infinite awareness, consciousness, and
the bliss of reclaimed Home.  



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