Fingers glide above the pulse,
Above the flesh, the bones.
From our finger tips flow Bliss,
Tuning us to Cosmic Tones.

Within the Bliss, Joy, Love Flow,
Swirling, sweeping with Golden Glow,
Spheres and lines show sturdy shapes,
Cubes and vines of charming grapes.

Details appear that deep tradition
Connects with organs, all our condition.
Layers of pulse, points on fingers,
Balance us and quickly bring us:

Home.

Home to Health,
Home to Wholenes,
Home to Wealth,
To Joy that’s Glorious.

Gently bring us Home.
Gently Bring us Home.

 

 

 

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Sap pulses in green leaves,

Consciousness pinwheels around,

Full, Whole, feet on the ground.

First, the Lace of Consciousness,

The Blissful Lace of Consciousness;

Then, the Flood,

The Blissful Flood of Consciousness.

 

Then the Sparkle and within the Sparkle

The Lattice of Lace,

The Layers of Flood,

Sliding, Sliding, Sliding.

 

And within All,

And above All,

Swirling through All,

A high-pitched Whistle,

Higher and Higher,

Lower and Lower,

Gliding and darting,

Swooping and inviting,

Inviting us to sing along,

With it and the low roar,

The roar and the murmur of Cosmic Tides,

Tides of Bliss,

Flowing, Sparkling, Weaving, Gliding,

Interweaving all motions, all sounds of the Waves and the Ocean.

Interweaving the rise and the fall of appearance,

Interweaving the Lace of Love.

 

Interweaving the Lace of Love.

 

 

 

Filled with Joy,

We feel Blessed,

Our actions smoothly

Share the Best.

 

Love and Joy,

They are the Same,

Unifying

Form and name.

 

Grace infuses every sense,

Car horn sound, picket fence.

 

Our awareness with eyes closed,

Is Sheets of Light that Flows and Flows.

 

White and Golden, Joy Divine,

A Blessing to all Life, so Kind.

 

Eyes are open, Grace Pervades,

All and all, all light, all shades.

 

Meadows, cities, streams and glades,

All is Light, Grace Pervades.

 

All is Light, Grace Pervades.

Fingers glide above the pulse,

Above the flesh, the bones.

From our finger tips flow Bliss,

Tuning us to Cosmic Tones.

 

Within the Bliss, Joy, Love Flow,

Swirling, sweeping with Golden Glow,

Spheres and lines show sturdy shapes,

Cubes and vines of charming grapes.

 

Details appear that deep tradition

Connects with organs, all our condition.

Layers of pulse, points on fingers,

Balance us and quickly bring us:

 

Home.

 

Home to Health,

Home to Wholenes,

Home to Wealth,

To Joy that’s Glorious.

 

Gently bring us Home.

Gently Bring us Home.

 

 

 

 

Ecstasy, Rapture, Ananda, Joy

Fail to capture the surprise and the grace,

The surprise and the wonder, the flood and the thunder,

The magically changing form, space and pace.

 

 

 

Living on the surface,

We enjoy a mix of things,

Sometimes rotten apples,

Sometimes diamond rings.

 

When we learn to settle down,

To subtle, subtler, subtlest

We discover One beyond the layers

We Are the One, the Best.

 

We Are the One, the Best.