Zen mode
today it is the turn
of the tip of our nose
to take up pole position
no node is higher or lower
all act as a seamless whole
as magnetism becomes subtler
although there remains no seeking
it cannot be denied identity celebrates
benedictions of grace enlivening our form
as the dance of delight continues unendingly
meanwhile a gentle warmth spreads in our heart
touch of God as He cradles soul in His loving arms
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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