Pure

What is pure?
what is impure?
a stained soul?
or a stained body?
Can a steam be impure?
as it runs down pebbles
or a stagnant pond
with nowhere to flow?
the pond hates the stream
cos it is pure?
or the pond hates itself
cos it is stagnant?
but the lotuses adore the pond
while the pebbles, the stream.
So who is pure
who is impure?
a stained soul?
or a stained body?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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