Zen mode
involuntary spasms of bliss delight
fixates our fickle attention within
gripping us in rapture by day and night
beckoning us in cave of heart wherein
awash with God’s light, we are cleansed from sin
simply witnessing blooming of our soul
becoming living light, scriptures extol
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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