Zen Mode
upon identity dropping
as the dead leaf falls off
which mindful eye notes
in that precise moment
we see who we truly are
light, awareness, peace
both vibrant and at rest
in a state of completion
needing no doing at all
as of choiceless choice
we return back to form
residual identity awakes
but now without agenda
it poses no threat to us
for with attention gentle
with wisdom assimilated
and awareness seamless
we are as we are complete
02-April-2023
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