Zen mode
whatever be our fate in this dream template
it matters not to Self, which is living light
time is an illusion and so we can wait
seeing the dream unfold by day and by night
as long as bliss magnetism does not abate
we remain rapturous in drunken delight
be this as it may, there must be a purpose
of our presence in this realm, in life’s circus
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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