Zen mode
along our spine we feel cool heat
mirroring the frontal lobes
essence of presence is upbeat
light of Self glistening in white robes
we are awake and yet in trance
in our form bliss mists patrol
nodes within in joy prance
we are still, God is in control
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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