Zen mode

Sans the sense of touch, we will feel not bliss,
which transforms as peace in the oneness field
but since we are here, Divine Mother’s kiss
is joy bestowed by power God does wield,
so when ego drops off and there’s no shield,
we feel on earth as it is in heaven,
living light shining in chakras seven.
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