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Feel the divine nectar drip
As it embarks upon its trip
From the Bindu-Sahasrara
Via Ajna to the Anahata
Fire in Manipura must wait
As in the heart bliss elates
Expansion therein exponential
Amidst silent thunder magical
Feel numerous lifetrons awaken
From their slumber gently shaken
Rising in joy to the dance divine
In synchronous harmony all align
Each gyration of the ॐ pulse new
Renewing itself in beauteous hues
Dive in oh hermit! Dive in deep
Feel the nectar into each pore seep
Feel without imagining or anticipating
Pulse of divine magnetism scintillating
The rise, the peak, the plateau, the fall
Across all coordinates feel love call
Shifting tides being of no consequence
To formless presence jiving in innocence
Moment to moment to moment we flow
In resistanceless stillness gentle & slow
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The Self has no attribute
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