The direct path

For God search to sincerely start, let’s explore our toroidal heart, wherefrom stirrings of love arise, flow of nectar, that never dries. In opposition, we have mind, groping in darkness, like the blind, in stark fear about the morrow, plunging our soul in deep sorrow. When head and heart chose to entwine and with pulse of love both align, we are then complete, bliss replete, one with oneness, from head to feet. Within heart, bliss pheromones merge, causing thus, a magnetic surge, transforming us as living light and bestowing spherical sight.