There’s a bus to nowhere, somewhere I think is home.
I feel the half moon human mind moving to fullness
clearly asking, “Will you stay with the solemn monks
Or return to the maddening city life of hell in Seoul?”
Category: Heaven
A Truth You May Have Forgotten
There is a moment before the sound the Great Om, Before Siva turned on one foot Before Krishna was blue and Tara green, Before the making of…… Read more “A Truth You May Have Forgotten”
Any Day Now
Nothing you were to think, feel, know, remains intact The givens all gone, the body unravels The soul does not exist: where spirit seemed to breathe A…… Read more “Any Day Now”
Ouroboros
What the hell was I thinking coming here to Hell, I keep asking myself what on Earth I’m doing here and come up with the same and…… Read more “Ouroboros”
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