stasis through growth.
evolution through meditation, mediation.
an iron rod
lying loose on the floor - classic interpretation
through birdsong and wildfire remains.
a million million worlds
contained in a single thought,
or the space between thoughts,
and we all in the middle,
abuzz.
1 comment:
Hey daddy-o, how are ya? I always like your pomes - I saved your old site in its entirety in one big file. Keep on with the slow-burn fire, creativity is sometimes at its best when it comes slow and subtle. Take it easy man.
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