[Unseeking Seeker]

Such is our meditation art
We invite God into our heart
Then we shift into his abode
On feeling bliss ignition start

This path’s pathless, there is no road
Each breath we take, to God an ode
Standing still, we be to become
The bliss flame, striking mother lode

Bliss beats strum, hark the cosmic drum
Heart’s door open bids love welcome
Our delight, hidden in plain sight
With nary a care for outcome

Teleported to zenith height
By bliss cascading day and night
Vaporised self is one with God
In His domain of love and light

Rubaiyat