We Could

We could hear the prayers of the grassy dew at dawn, we should arise at 6a.m. already listening through the ears of a Buddha being then and there the serene model of the image of the world in a drop of dew. Mostly we will flat-line any transcendental moment that burst upon us, make it dress and clean its teeth while reflecting upon the face time and distress painted on perceptions looking-glass. We could be under a green leafed tree sitting within our self-hood being greater than any high mountain, or watching a raindrop of sunlight as it splashes upon an open mind. Any day now we will address our highest aspirations, our greater reality; be free of the bonds of delusion and not once more sleepily roll over into the fog of forgetfulness.
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