Zen mode
tip of nose quivers
spatial heart listens
the guru chakra hums
light of Self glistens
chambers of third eye
open petal by petal
throat and crown join in
testing soul’s mettle
spinal implants blossom
poised to play their part
our form is the canvas
displaying this work of art
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