Zen mode
we enrich our true Self by being still
feeling kundalini navigate form
each node pulsates with bliss, touched by God’s breath
is-ness of being-ness is now the norm
we become the light, we become the flame
pheromones mingle, our eye is single
we’re thus both immanent and transcendent
enraptured by each tremor, each tingle
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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