Zen mode
noticing stupor
recognising delusion
and bondage to desire
we negate by observation
identification with body-mind
and so simply by our nonchalance
there remain no limitations to transcend
accepting what is as is and optimal for soul
and thus in timeless time the fetters drop away
leaving presence in its pristine state as light of Self
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