Zen mode
behold in slow motion
blossoming of each petal
soma nectar’s magic potion
flows within us like liquid metal
as inner polarity of our senses awake
each bliss hue new like pristine dew
unlike Self that has no attributes
we delight in this immersion
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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