Zen mode
God dwells within us, He comes to our aid
Thus there is no doing we need to do
The table is laid for bliss readymade
So in a stream of love and light we wade
Delighted as strobes of rapture renew
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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