Zen Mode
events become non-events
for we now dwell in our luminosity
Self beseeches our in-form consciousness
not to needlessly precious waste time
oscillating in the winds of duality
residual identity
having nothing to do
enjoys the gift of life
breath by breath
30-March-2023
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