Zen mode
fingers five dipped in vermilion
an ethereal elixirous mist
thought they stand alone
they are all yet entwined
with all nodes of form pulsating
chakra wheels rotate churning
polarities orbiting the void
centred everywhere
circumference nowhere
presence is the all-that-is
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