Bad poetry and Just Sitting - blog journey portraying the coarse and subtle levels of the phenomena called Mind-Body

Thursday, September 29, 2011


The sound of imminence
Within dark rays
Upon what builds
The cycling wheel

Through the canyon
Of memories
Long gone
Dead labyrinths

Screeming horses
Right through mountain
Passing is near
The candle is burning

Walking down the path
Wet feet stamping
The mind
Exploding into the star-lit sky

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