Zen Mode
enslaved by three spells
walls of a pyramid
waking, dreaming, deep sleep
we do in each state as bid
it is when we are awake
that we grace limited free will
gentling therein our responses
voids of stuporous awareness fill
mindful then in the now continuum
inhaling grace, exhaling gratitude
we allow silence to reshape
our transformed attitude
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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