Sunday, 10 April 2016

What does Dharma mean to me?

A pink cloud floating
over shimmering water.
The call of curlews echoing
across open space.
A harsh word
an impatient gesture
hiding a deeper suffering.
Aching shoulders saying hello.
A smile, a hug of greeting.
a late arrival.
Those who haven’t made it here.
Those who have gathered together.
Across the universe
each atom is teaching
each atom is calling

© 30 Mar 16

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