Zen mode
head capped with bliss
is the crown we wear
toroidal heart carefree
with existence does pair
there is nothing to be done
except to resonate with bliss
consumed by the benign burn
warmth of Divine Mother’s kiss
life as already impulsed rolls on
movie playing out in linear time
what is, is what we signed up for
that soul may heavenward climb
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