Hooked

Scent of a flower

Coolness of a breezy whiff

The celestial splendor of the

Night. Relentless beat of the

Heart and gentle movement

of Breath. All these seemingly

innocuous happenings make

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Me a living, throbbing, intense

life. This Brilliant mix of

innocuous and the Incredible

can only be an outcome 

of a Mindless, unthinking

Intelligence of the Beyond. 

That made me a slave

In my own life. A life

without persona, a life

bereft of its own longings

A life that is conquered

by the Infinite will

The cool fire of this eternal mill

burns me not but leaves me

Blissed out and Hooked

Love & Grace