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In Mara's Flames

A sniper in shadow, skilled in meditation, Guided by breath and focused attention. He curves a bullet through wind and stone, Proudly hitting his target from his hidden throne. But pride is fragile, pride can hurt, Another bullet from behind whispered. Evil begets evil, even in meditation, The flames of Maara, a mental destruction. Meditate wrong, and the devil will rise, Wearing your stillness as his disguise. The fire you feed with your breath so slow, Will burn you down before you know. Don't meditate for gain or might, Or darkness will learn to mimic light. The devil grins where ego clings, Madness hums beneath evil wings. Don't aim for power and miss the truth, Obsession mistaken for mindful proof. Chase the world, it slips away, Let go, and it just might stay. Meditate on love, let kindness flow, Let joy for others freely grow. With hearts like mountains, calm and wide, Let equanimity be your guide. Meditate wrong, and the devil will rise, Wearing your stillness as his disguise. The fire you feed with your breath so slow, Will burn you down before you know. But sit with love and kindness as virtue, Peaceful liberation will gently come through.