Dharma

Dharma

A Poem by Doug Stuber
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Details to ponder while meditating.

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                    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


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Added on October 29, 2014
Last Updated on October 29, 2014
Tags: Rice, Quartz, Blood Clots, Beetles, Magnolias, Moth

Author

Doug Stuber
Doug Stuber

Gwangju, Joellanamdo, South Korea



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I 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..

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