Buddha
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— sui cædere… To make way for grief!
A kiss neither betrayed nor swore allegiance
To king or crown, a terrible dinner
Upon which the lord looked down… —
Don’t cry on my shoulder.
May my compassion for each and every being I meet be limitless and sincere
May my wisdom transcend all defilements and confusion
Buddha is my true nature, may I always be mindful of this
Twinkling in the corner of my eyes
Shining past leaves of the trees I pass by
She warms me
Revealing the blinds she is always there
Smiling compassionately with such empathy
An orchestra of chimes jolts my body from a peaceful rest,
My soul is shaken and ungrounded by the disturbance.
The only remedy to this violent anomaly is a brief moment
