Zen Mode
day or night
bliss tingle rises
divine magnetism
delights and surprises
a gentle breeze
caresses third eye
we feel toroidal heart
with deep gratitude sigh
magnetic heat peaks
transmuting feeble form
we are a humble receptor
witnessing this benign storm
alone but not lonely
one with the universe
eternity renews life pulse
without any need to rehearse
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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