I achieved such a depth on which now I abide,
All the I achieved such a depth on which now I abide,
All the motions of soul I feel on such a depth,
That I may build a palace there, with the courtyards,
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self the depth self there is living the existence of truth but the ego sense industry builds the self to loot so without ego the self can make the inside cute
A beautifully written poem. In this state I imagine you first feel a deep calm and then after come an intense joy. At least that is how it works for me. Well done, Liza.