Zen mode
delighting in divine bliss mists that arise
thrilled at the dance of soul’s spontaneity
gratitude heightens pulse of silent thunder
as ignition renewal continual reverberates
what is there to say
when we are the flame
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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