Cave of our heart

Scriptures speak of light in our heart, known upon adding love to cart but we wish to nurture desire, so how dear hermit, may we start? We toiled and struggled, now we tire because objects we did acquire led us not to love, light and bliss, so now our quest’s down to the wire. Addicted to the serpent’s hiss, we fear to give dark lust a miss, so we look within for a sign, caress of Divine Mother’s kiss. Love in love with love does so pine, for nodes within form to align by bending low in stillness slow, savouring nectar of bliss wine. Truth of our being, if we’d know, first repay debts of love we owe, embracing all we chance to meet, whence our soul’s light begins to show. Within rises magnetic heat, suffusing us from head to feet, cleansing our heart, erasing sin, whence we begin to feel upbeat. Go in now hermit, just go in, for God beckons us from within the cave of our heart, where He dwells, so let us plunge headlong therein.