Zen mode
definitive knowing, free from egoic thought
just the way a blossoming rose feels
God’s altar is in deep our heart
it’s where our soul kneels
there’s no unit of measure
of bliss rapture pulsating within
also the light that illumines our aura
calling to us from heart so we go in therein
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