For no apparent reason, it is drizzling!
Words melt, heat also melts, see now
I muzzle my mouth, it starts mizzling!
We are accustomed to consequences
While we miss out on the sequences.
Things happen even if we don't ask for
Our doings happen to be obsequences!
We don't understand, we shut our eyes
A door opens, and there is no disguise!
We enter a hyper space,juggling balls &
Filaments of chromatic lights, likewise!
The game can go on without any break
Here in lies the solo beauty of this take.
For the first time you know it's all yours
Every thing is happening for your sake!
Who doesn't aspire to get blissfulness?
Lights are the harbinger of blissfulness.
Bliss vibrations have central frequency
All joys are a pale copy of blissfulness!
Om Shantih
Ajit Sambodhi.
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