Friday, February 17, 2006

End of Zen

What I'm saying
Needs no ear
The silence there
Just like here

Happy with
The goal obscure
The atmosphere

Bring it down!
Blueprints fail
Boat comes home
Without a sail

Up a stream
That never flows
Hear wind
That never blows

All the living
There are dead
There the bleeding
Never bled

Movement is
Staying put:
Harder still

Truthful words
Never spoke
One hand clapping
Not a joke

I don't know
Never did
Visions manifest
Or hid

Hope to meet
You all again
Here or there
Who yet remain

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