The being in flesh & blood
Bathing in the rays of sunlight
Bird's song ecchoing in the mind
Eyes meeting that whats born
Feet dancing just above the ground
Words fail to describe that which is now
Bad poetry and Just Sitting - blog journey portraying the coarse and subtle levels of the phenomena called Mind-Body
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
In and Out of the Window
Staring eye
Looking at
The passing blink
Born into
A new sight
From within
The border line
Growing slightly
Into a cascade
Of shiney rays
Who is looking
From without
Into the eye
Is it the sun
Or the bright moon?
In and Out
Of the window
Looking continues
Arising and passing
Yet nobody is home
Looking at
The passing blink
Born into
A new sight
From within
The border line
Growing slightly
Into a cascade
Of shiney rays
Who is looking
From without
Into the eye
Is it the sun
Or the bright moon?
In and Out
Of the window
Looking continues
Arising and passing
Yet nobody is home
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