Zen mode
we as puppets perform
the dance is beauteous
when heart is the driver
ego severs the cord
that connects us to love
whence all that is left
is a writhing, contorted spasm
which we call our life
yet the flame of awareness
is held by God alone
so He is who we seek
and in seeking we so become
the flame of love, light and bliss
which we were, are and will be
for eternity
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