Zen Mode
idle banter
with close friends
warmth of camaraderie
joyous embrace of innocence
in midst of which, without warning
a million bliss bubbles exploded within
near and dear ones lost in trance
noticed not heightened rapture
causing bliss borne spasms
so I savoured the elixir
in vibrant stillness
although we share
no one can pair
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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