Zen Mode
marked by our intent
an action commences
which if interrupted
by randomness of fate
causes in us no ripple
being but spontaneity
of the expression of life
of which we are a part
so we intuitively adapt
dancing to the rhythm
in a mood celebratory
09-March-2023
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