When Buddha SpeaksA Poem by Jack CassidyWhat it might look like through the eyes of a bodhisattva.Left exposed, my senses cold. Mind resists, body succumbed. To its will, fully alive. Raising up, this universe. Held inside, dying again. With deep breaths, matured happiness. I've fallen, but I'm still here.
© 2013 Jack Cassidy |
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