Tag Archives: LIving

Level waters

What can be said about dying except that living is better. About faith except that to have none is a form of dying. About the ocean except it neither rises as the mountain, nor falls as the dead. What can … Continue reading

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Sitting Sea

¬† ¬†Nature does not hurry, yet everything is done. Breathe the air. Exhale your own breath. Not mine. See with your mind, Look only with eyes closed in darkness. Golden sea voluminous, Sits comfortably without Need of love, And yet … Continue reading

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