Zen mode
emptied out form
the hollow cleansed
yet contains within
the light of Self
from a centreless fulcrum
perhaps the cave of heart
or maybe the head ovoid
cool heat of magnetism spikes
our aura is stretched
as the energy amplitude rises
poised in a surreal stillness
we thus become the flame
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