Zen mode
thinned out ego remains as an interface
to enact on earth as it is in heaven
innocence carries not the cross of disgrace
ascending easily through chakras seven
can we ask the sun of debts of love it owes
causing it to appear every day at morn
with fragrance of a rose in blissful repose
remaining nonchalant to both praise and scorn
as we partake of soma nectar’s potion
with bliss magnetism pervading feeble form
what once was a drop has become the ocean
eye of the hurricane, still within the storm
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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