Standing erect

Pause the cause of thought dear heart, before God-search we so start and first find out what’s the source, wherefrom arises remorse. Heart loves but mind hesitates; in the bardo, our soul waits. Little wonder, we shrivel, being fed on thought drivel. That inner conflict may end, head and heart to love must bend, that then thus standing erect, each deed we do is perfect. Transient life is but a dream, of thought forms we chose to stream. At our core, we’re living light, drenched in bliss by day and night. Staid silence imparts wisdom, taking us to God’s kingdom and when our heart oozes love, blessings pour in from above.