Thought
Consciousness to we supply
Worth hidden under label “I”
Principle playing many parts
As attention roaming darts
Like drone sweeping field
Understanding can it yield
As searching probe collected
And enquiringly directed
Upon itself tuned steadily
With freshness and delightfully
Taste “off duty” peace and poise
Away from field of traffic’s noise
In this way attention guided
To exalted perfect undivided
Behind our evolving universe
A oneness that’s Self obvious
Prayer
O Consciousness who appears as the searchlight of attention, I delightfully beam on thee. What more then can be said from point of peace and poise? All embracing One abiding and irresistibly penetrating where my needs exist, grant that my attention be ever captivated thus.
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