ForkWordPoems by Inchiki |
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dharma wheelat first inkling of 'something else' i pull a zen pome off the shelf to cut apart the normal dry with esoteric wizardry then to the Dhamapad i go and turn the leaves i know i know but strangest of all - Advaita - appeals to all my senses later ancient truths appear in a kiss of searing light dissolved in bliss and some reveal the world is bent upon the course that present sent a dharma wheel to me today or you tommorrow such is the way Accidentals (2008) |
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