Zen mode

soma nectar drips from medulla along spine likewise at jugular notch dew drops fall into heart where swirling toroidal mists hold offerings in embrace transmuting by alchemy the womb of existence contained within as both this and that transmitter and receptor what is there to be done as waves of the ocean are sipped by the sandy shore eager to savour the elixir at one end of the polarity whilst the distant moon enables movement that so enables