Mandala

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  • Devotion

    Mandala
    a round

    dance of spring
    daffodil sermon
    singing to someone

    the degree that we perceive
    ourselves as spirit as
    the inner surface spirals

    a map

    splits and fuses

    happy exterior
    maintains the inner

    light pool
    cool water

    being comes

    into tangible
    expression.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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