Zen mode
we as the all
limited in form
delight at magic
we have so weaved
dream that seems real
with God’s help of course
to dwell in this domain
that feeling contrast
we learn by touch
seeming bound
in truth free
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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