Zen mode
as of instinct
mind questions
creating a ripple
put to rest in heart
witness consciousness
always poised in the void
watches the body urn burn
wherein the ego is vaporised
the linear time continuum stills
hushing the blush of our soul
transmuting as a love flame
light shaped by His hand
no labels are assigned
to this magical dance
in this dream realm
reflecting His will
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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