Buddha meets Bhakti in a joyous exploration of NOW!


Huddled Beneath the Sky

The sadness I have caused any face by letting a stray word
strike it,

any pain
I have caused you,
what can I do to make us even? Demand a hundred fold of me – I’ll pay it.

During the day I hold my feet accountable
to watch out for wondrous insects and their friends.

Why would I want to bring horror into their extraordinary world?

Magnetic fields draw us to Light; they move our limbs and thoughts. But is is still dark; if our hearts do not hold a lantern,
we will stumble over each other,

huddled beneath the sky as we are.

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