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Bodhi Tree
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 Posted - Nov 29 2013 : 10:09:15 AM
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i wait for the flow to move me
not knowing exactly where it will lead
i use the techniques to penetrate
layers upon layers of destiny
though i have learned
the words come from a memory bank beyond my learning
though i have acquired
the gifts that have been given may be taken away
though i have yearned
when, oh when, will my yearning be satisfied?
i shot a doe through her chest and she dropped to the ground quickly
flailing in spasms followed by stillness as the light left her eyes
i climbed down from the tree and walked to her body
touching it, still warm, overwhelmed by the beauty of her brown tenderness
no sadness, no regret, no exhilaration or rush from the kill
but rather, a stream of serenity trickled from the presence of my empty mind
and it came, not from me as body-mind, but from the wellspring
of creation creating us, deer and man, hand in hand
savage, intelligent beast that i am
artistic mercenary working to refine the craft of living
in a world where i can feel with increasing depth the unity of all Being |
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Anima
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Posted - Dec 03 2013 : 4:03:18 PM
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mr_anderson
USA
734 Posts |
Posted - Dec 03 2013 : 4:34:26 PM
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Beautiful
This makes me think of the impermanence and flow of life, constantly changing, life expressing in a dance of manifold forms, emerging, dancing, dying... each life its own struggle, it's own drama, full of sorrow, full of beauty... |
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Bodhi Tree
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Posted - Dec 14 2013 : 10:29:45 AM
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| Thank you, Anima and mr. anderson. Yes, impermanence. Thank you for reminding me/affirming that sorrow and beauty are intertwined. |
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