According to Buddha
Surely there is a window from heart to heart:
they are not separate and far from each other.
Two earthenware lamps are not joined,
but their light is mingled as it moves.
came across your, oh so delicate, delicate frame
brittle boned, you sat crouched and decayed
two hundred years or more
wrinkled map on skin, on floor
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glass windows a few days back in the town of Morinville, AB ~ July 2021
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