Zen mode
where are we headed today
head ovoid or the toroidal heart
as rapture pierces each body vector
we feel everywhere bliss is ignition start
positioned in space in time stretched calm
as eye of the storm, we are still
we do nothing but watch
as voids within fill
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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