A Busy City Street
A Busy City Street
Every day I walk along a busy city street.
every day I meet largeness of an elephant
and smallness of an atom
in the busy city street,
though I've never met an elephant
or an atom
in my busy city street.
I sometimes notice greatness of Buddha
and littleness of jealousy,
though I've never noticed Buddha
or Jealousy
in my busy city street.
I often think about the emptiness of my mind
and the fullness of my soul
in the busy city street,
though I don't know anything
about my mind or soul
in the busy city street.
Every day I walk along my busy city street
where somebody sees my direness
and others see my pleasantness,
though nobody has seen me.
Copyright © Elita Gatere | Year Posted 2014
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