Zen mode
when truth stated by acclaimed sages is not realised
in as the vibrationless state is not cognised
whilst acknowledging the possibility
we try and refine our ability
parking the point
till God does so anoint
our eye with piercing spherical sight
attaining luminosity that banishes darkness of night
the blossoming flower waits
in staid stillness sedate
for as long as it takes
this is our offering
this is our prayer
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