Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Auspicious Signs

Looking back from a mountain top
One does not see the beginning of the path
A flower falls, we go on living
And say that death comes too soon
But too soon for what?

The flower is your teacher
Why speak of progress and live in decay?
The universe is blooming within you
So much more than words can express
In transient breaths of emptiness

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