Zen mode
hallowed hollow of our glistening palms
heals our fellow souls on the astral plane
emitting loving radiance that calms
borrowing lustre from our central vein
transmits God’s blessings falling like light rain
likewise soles of our feet mirror cool heat
signalling flow of grace does not deplete
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