Zen mode
even though we know we have impulsed this dream
from time to time maverick ego taunts us
we just smile and move on atop God’s moonbeam
so thoughts as wisps of smoke no longer nonplus
that earth life is unreal as we so deem
we dwell in peace, having boarded God’s bliss bus
simply enacting our role here as ordained
from erst fears and cravings of ego unchained
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