Zen mode
we have pushed and pulled, for far too long
our softened heart now takes all along
we cooperate with will of God
aflame within form, is His bliss rod
rapture strobes pierce each body vector
we are but a humble receptor
doing nothing, in trust receiving
our rainbow body, God is weaving
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