Zen mode
in midst of many, we are yet alone
navigating ordained fate in life’s dream
disrobing ego is how we atone
recognising things are not what they seem
dancing with vibrance atop love’s moonbeam
at times within space-time and at times not
recalling light of Self, which we forgot
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