Zen mode
observing oscillation of our attention
between form and the void
with inertia dimming our awareness
accepting the sway as it is
looking at waves in nonchalance
we feel nothing need be done
since the flame of awareness is held
solely in the hands of God
Who weaves his magic within duality
and thus recognising the play
we as aspect of the whole in the dream
have freedom to offer response
to life as it unfolds moment to moment
so choose to thin out the ego
that as boundaries blur nodes within stir
benign bliss friction enlivens dust
whereupon affirming there is no one here
we transmute becoming the flame
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