permanence the day off
and sit in a chapel
made of twigs and spit
today i will give my desire for
certainty the day off
and dwell in the place
of not-knowing
today i will give my desire for
security the day off,
open the windows and
let in the breath of fresh air
2 comments:
a chapel of twigs and spit
reading it a second time and it still grabs my attention
Exquisite.. touches my soul.. the mandala and the words..
thank you.
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