the joy continuum

having aged, we’re no longer in our prime yet vibrance of our heart remains intact tweets of love continuing to transact each moment deemed as the optimal time heart sings a song and we dance to its chime lost in ambedo trance, God’s grace attract and as bliss beats with our form make contact resting in stillness mind conjures a rhyme one day this dream life will come to an end but since we dwell in heart and not in mind presence is upbeat, suffused with cool heat borne by bliss, our chosen way to ascend pure love drenched soul following the scent blind delights as refrains of rapture repeat