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Unceasingly swings the maya pendulum
Displaying wide variety illusion spectrum
That as ordained we may descend to rise
Beholding God everywhere as no surprise
So to bring about astonishment & wonder
Awareness veiled to make hearts asunder
Seeing and so believing in separateness
Distanced from truth of singular oneness
The pulse of life then separation & union
That that we may re-cognise in celebration
A play divine in which we too co-conspire
Krama mudra oscillations does bliss sire
Squeezing out of each vibration cessation
At the moment poignant of polarity rotation
Never from ourself distanced within space
God omnipresent bestowing upon us grace
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The Self has no attribute
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