Friday, May 25, 2012


Sit, enter the mind
Chase away that wind, those sighs
Focus, breathe, let go
The mind travels t
o where
A pyramid with glass walls rises
Into a dwelling to protect from the world, yet
observe it
He came in sight with pants frayed near the heal,
round pinky toes visible, and piercing insight intact
He's here by the expansive shade of a Bodhi tree
An embrace of thought conforts the soul
My lips rise in the corners
He promises a next time