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| Spiritual Journeys #2 |
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The Gods of Reason (I) |
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blankmirrors Junior Member
since 2010-07-16
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Beneath the hallucinatory twilight, Like the landscape of a recurrent dream, I tie my stray seas With the threads of equators. Boats Alone on our wooden worlds We tame the wave As if it were the last worshipper of dream. The last sea. On the silent unwritten palm, Like the smell of paper in rest, We draw lines that we can understand: The chronicle of a little day With a beginning, a middle, an end. Using the razor of reason We carve the mouth of our questions, A little wound Where the unthinkable: the tongue of reality, Licks our pain. The streets that rule my city Crush in sudden midnight on little lunar plazas Possessed by all my demons. The Poetry of Buddhism |
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