Zen mode
as bliss throbs play at myriad stations
each impulse is embraced and then released
silence deepens cognising sensations
amplitude of magnetism has increased
although cravings of ego have now ceased
such is the divine paradox of bliss
rapture bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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