Zen mode
humming bliss beats and flow of soma nectar
enlivens soul presence though we remain still
as magnetism pierces each body vector
our cup of joy thus begins to overspill
whilst the external world moves as is ordained
we blissfully navigate the void unchained
feeling no lack knowing God watches our back
although decaying form is stretched on a rack
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