According to Buddha
Our lack of compassion stems from our inability to see deeply into the nature of things.
the silence of a winter’s night
brings memories i hold inside,
remembering a blue moonlight
upon the fallen snow.
maybe i am falling down.
tell me should i touch the ground?
maybe i won’t make a sound
in the darkness all around.
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walking in the woods ~ Amiskwaciwâskahikan (etown) ~ November 2019
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