what waxes wanes
what wanes is unreal
saying that three times is quite
the mantra
so much depends
upon a full wolf
moon glazed
with
the light of an unseen sun
footnote william carlos williams red
wheelbarrow
be the sun and let the black whole
see
after woke is awake waiting for the
sudden
after kensho comes the recluse
beauty is truth.
truth is the
beauty of
form being intent
in holy trinity
nature is my bhakti but now it's
now
it's only cherry blossoms other
shit and more imagination but i love it
the easy breathing of falling
leaves and breathing in again
so meanwhile while waiting for the
sudden
do no practical harm to others
love the other as oneself that is
all
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