In this moment, all around me is soft, neutral and I belong.
I am safe in God's palm.
Whatever doubts my mind can muster dissolve sweetly, tenderly mute.
As the presiding mood is heart-centred calm.
Thank heavens I'm alive to note this down.
May it be balm to all future pains .
For there is rhyme and rhythm, we are led, we are shown, surrender.
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