Zen mode
bliss pierces barriers in form
manifesting a benign storm
dust shaken, we here awaken
engulfed by currents, cool and warm
discarding concepts mistaken
we know we’re never forsaken
breath by breath, as we’re transformed
path’s clear, our resolve unshaken
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