Zen mode
as yet haunted by dream images
anchoring consciousness in the mundane
in the waking state we dwell in heart
to vanquish our subconscious mind insane
empty of concepts, attention internalised
silence our default orientation
nonchalant to ripples that rise and subside
we are poised in all time meditation
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