A Garland String of Tankas
A state of wholeness does exist, a lost soul can explore—emotions like the weather, they're energy and motion.—Poet
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ E m b r ~ a ~ c ~ e Bora blowing wild unfurling blankets of leaves Arora’s energy lights without flowing it stagnates as our own darkness denies R e s e t torrents rage streams rise during a winter’s deluge shadows stretched longer the scale of life weighs down measures man’s meaning of sane A c c e p t wade in solitude ripples slow along the dams a state of wholeness… inside and outside dissolves evolves, going with the grain New Year's Eve 12/31/25
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A state of wholeness does exist, a lost soul can explore—emotions like the weather, they're energy and motion.—Poet