Zen Mode
rabid desires
spread their fangs
in form we’re vulnerable
and so we choose to vaporise
becoming the emptiness of space
which is in, within but not of this earth
therefore immune from all manifestations
be this as it may, we see emptiness is barren
bereft of the tenderness of love sublime
the womb of existence seeks an echo
to frolic in the dance of polarities
as they seductively so spiral
teasing before embracing
in an explosion of bliss
thus negating nothing
we so immerse and emerge
soul in the lucid dream sequence
as does an actor on stage self-aware
bilocating attention between this and that
that prior soul agreements we chose to perform
be fulfilled from the fulcrum of mindful tenderness
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