according to Buddha
The world of dew
is the world of dew.
And yet, and yet…
how it cuts like a saber
how it chills to the bone
you got cold feet and fingers
and you’re thinkin’ of home
***
Edmonton, Alberta ~ room with a view ~ December 2013.
according to Buddha
The world of dew
is the world of dew.
And yet, and yet…
how it cuts like a saber
how it chills to the bone
you got cold feet and fingers
and you’re thinkin’ of home
***
Edmonton, Alberta ~ room with a view ~ December 2013.
according to Buddha
Like a meteor, like darkness, as a flickering lamp, An illusion, like hoar-frost or a bubble, Like clouds, a flash of lightning, or a dream: So is all conditioned existence to be seen.
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