Zen mode
caged in space-time and toyed by the gunas three
our consciousness witnesses the ebb and flow
collaborating and yet remaining free
resplendent in light of Self always aglow
which though is poised in the void of cessation
embraces and releases each sensation
being but a dream sequence in which we play
detached from outcomes and mindful not to sway
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