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Moon's Rise, Man's Fall

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From my "Old Meditator" series.
Reflecting from the Now on the Then...
A Taoist possibly lamenting Buddhism.

A colorless sunrise, 
this moon...tonight.
Nothing she has to
forget.  Nothing to ready

There behind the swamp's
trees. Soon to fall -
from rot
from age
from beetle
from beaver
from wind.
Still, though
she rises where
all will fall.
Her borrowed light
brightening my
darker, later

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 8/3/2018 5:00:00 PM
speechless...(for now)
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Date: 8/3/2018 5:02:00 PM
I see whatcha did there! :). Nice.