Invoking grace

Logging into the vibrant void, just like a comet’s burning tail, our awareness is still alloyed, with egoic fears that make us ail. Who attains when there’s no one here? We are awareness, self-aware, with body but an interface, wherein both pain and joy does spear but once ego vacates the chair, we instantly imbibe God’s grace. Making void-centric our soul’s stance, synced with strobes of bliss magnetism, mood and mode prayer, we advance, transcending each religious ism.