Remembering Sogyal Rinpoche saying, “Your experience will not enlighten you.” And suddenly the words fly apart Diving into the space of Y-O-U-R Entering molecules of ‘Y’ But what is entering? Awareness Somewhere a sense of
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrowCreeps in this petty pace from day to dayTo the last syllable of recorded time,And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Living in this way, the
A trunk by itself is nothing Concentric circles locked in place Big zeros and little zeros Marking time, polarizing space But add branches, add a few twigs Limbs reaching out, gathering in And the
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