Now she bites and scratches
It's not the end of the road
But it's the right direction
She's finding her way
Now she bites and scratches
It's not the end of the road
But it's the right direction
She's finding her way
You extend an invitation
To every hungry ghost
That is attached to you
Seeking liberation.
But sadness arrives,
And you say, "Not you."
Anger knocks,
And you say, "Not you."
Where then can they go?
You extend an invitation
To every hungry ghost
That is attached to you
Seeking liberation.
But sadness arrives,
And you say, "Not you."
Anger knocks,
And you say, "Not you."
Where then can they go?
Greater than the sum of its parts
Yet each one
Whole
Unto itself
#stillness
#presence
#micropoetry
Greater than the sum of its parts
Yet each one
Whole
Unto itself
#stillness
#presence
#micropoetry