Zen Mode
the Bindu point
wherefrom nectar flows
comes alive spontaneously
we let it do as it pleases
for it is high spirited
as a mere receptor
we have per say no role
so resisting not we yet wonder
at seductive dance divine
enlivening feeble form
transfixed in rapture
intimacy known to us alone
we foolishly attempt to delineate
knowing that is beyond mind
employing metaphors
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