Zen Mode
memory short
stupor deep
with our fulcrum
inside mind-body
held captive in
matrix of duality
we are asleep
our luminous being
formless and eternal
at all times present
as innate awareness
is all there is
when identity recedes
we’re then awake
immersion in trance
as of choiceless choice
feeling pangs of separation
the fleeting joy of union
concealing and revealing
itself to itself
seen as a game inane
16-March-2023
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