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Thursday, November 10, 2011

What do we Mean?



Wind swirls coals 'round my fire,
Lashes hold, a loosened pupil,
Burning embers, a red snake eye.
In the center, a cyclone flies,

Red flames lick a water torrent.
Deep frozen, savage, turbulent.
From the bottom source of pain,
Rayant, stars, are emanating.

What do we say when we say a thing?
Do we not exercise, a means of praying?

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