Zen mode
palms magnetised with cool heat
assert their readiness to heal
but with ego having vacated its seat
before will of God we choose to kneel
all doings are done as of His will
there is no identity that resides within
God peeps at us through heart’s window sill
He calls to us so with joy we leap in
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