A Small Flower

 

Sitting in contemplation,

            Listening to the sounds of all.

 I hear myself and am inspired.

                       A little longer,

                            A little further,

  Renouncing Ill-will and aversion,

                                         If only for a time…

                    Setting aside this vision of a person,

                            An elusive will released…

                     For awareness rests,

                                         Just beyond what is seen,

                                                   Within a well of being.

                                                            Such a small flower…

                                                                     Such seeing.

 

 

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