Dawn of Hope
Passive reliance
of an acute nature
starves a wind of change
Permitting existence
to unwind in less merciful havoc
of misunderstanding and mischief.
To dream a dream lived in a dream
of transcendental creativity
creates a boundless likelihood
of less scarcity
for the lacking.
Like a charm
is a wish
And the wish
the essence of outcome
Reeled in
by mental gravitation
Summoning
its wits’ end
of incalculable
transparencies.
Bewildered
by chance.
What’s left is
hope.
-buddhasal
I bow in the presence of your talent.
wow.
I hope you are keeping these somewhere safe, your poems are remarkable.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank You.
I am keeping them in a safe place.
it’s such a compliment to be listed as a related work to your profound work =) Thank you =)
You’re welcome and thank you for helping me find you by being out there.
nam myoho renge kyo
namaste
-buddhasal