It’s a secret

Alone in the midst of many I feel, rapture of bliss magnetism in wonder, which manifests rapturous zest and zeal, caused by divine sublime silent thunder, rising from a fulcrum deep down under but no one in my vicinity knows, how my soul’s aura magically grows, being a secret I hold in my heart, as also is soma nectar that flows, breath by breath thus as I add love to cart.