Friday, October 11, 2013

Poem - Three Bits

a man
plays when
he his a fool

and prays
when he
is empty

but he is
neither man
nor fool

*

the projection
here has no
answers

but in virtue
it appearing
existent solid

and in fact
it is expression
of radiance

the projection
has no answers

*

anger
moody doubt

a wet book
afternoon rain

happy
contented faith

a wet book
afternoon rain



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