Zen Mode

accustomed to duality
we feel disconcerted
when in singularity 
attributes disappear 
and ego identity perishes

our resistance is the veil
we’re the tormentor
as also the prisoner
in this lucid dream 

24-May-2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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