DharmaA Poem by Doug StuberDetails to ponder while meditating. Dharma
Moth
eggs attached to rice in a bag. Illusions
of movement where reflections hit black. Quartz
clicks like water torture. Veins
pump half way: Clogged
by clots that are one inch away From
stopping tomorrow from becoming today.
Baby
black toads hide in mulch. Beetles
eat magnolia blossoms. Wind
dries droplets formed on plush leaves. Rain
clouds hover: Change
from dark gray to black. Erosion, the first sign of entropic attack.
Alive,
tan moth flutters, a simple life, Seeking
refuge in fabric or candles by night. All
is one and one from the all: Since,
from this earth all life uncoils, If
unconnected, all life is spoiled. © 2014 Doug Stuber |
StatsAuthorDoug StuberGwangju, Joellanamdo, South KoreaAboutI am a an Assistant professor of English Language and Literature at Chonnam National University in Gwangju, S. Korea. I have written a number of songs and toured 15 years as a musician. I like to pai.. more..Writing
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