Zen mode

how can feeble organic form hold
rapture borne by bliss magnetism 
it cannot
so the current is regulated 
allowing time for assimilation

we are grateful
to that supreme intelligence 
which watches over us tenderly
wherein all we do is allow
influx of divine grace
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Tilley Avatar
November 27, 2024 at 7:06 PM
I love the way it captures the balance between surrender and grace. Good piece !
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November 27, 2024 at 7:59 PM
Thank you, Lauren
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