Kushinigar
under the Sal tree
lies a meditation unambitious
a certain implausibility
of death and life and all auspicious
am i disciple - or more - or less
the mind thirsts a life to slake
proceeding forward - or to regress
then sleep and mindfully be awake
© Goode Guy 2013-07-24
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