Monk Mode
not only not counting
even forgetting
milestones
we are wonderstruck as spirit
beauteously consciousness hones
behold how a flower blossoms
unfolding petal by petal
likewise we too ascend
the only doing we do
is will to God’s magnetism bend
life unfolds by itself
replay of what is already impulsed
déjà vu experiences confirms our view
yet our heart takes delight
in imbibing each new bliss beat hue
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