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Zen Mode

we allow ourselves
to be consumed 
from inside out
by divine magnetism 
just like a moth
being burnt by fire

in timeless time
in as is ordained 
mind-body transmutes
to become the flame
then looking within
we see no one is here

29-January-2023

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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