Tuesday, June 18, 2013

the solar yang and the lunar yin

I am goddess
Though neon orange sticky notes
And cans of seltzer
Accompany me on my journey through the day
I sit in a glowing light of white
The Buddha halo.

Yes I type fast
And sometimes yes I
Think slow
But I am not bound by the clock
For I have discovered the timeless realm
Of truth.

Ask of me
Anything.
I can tell you in parts per billion
The carbon black today
And the dissipating rate
Of ozone disappearing
Also I will tell you
All billion parts are one
And of the insurmountable blossoming
Of soul reappearing.

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