Breeze

Your silence is as vast as my country.
Your breath, a gentle zephyr upon my beating heart.

Today's Mantra

I pledge to see all challenges, joys and sorrows as the ground from which I grow. All things are interdependent, temporary, and empty of inherent existence. When it comes time to part, I will try to look back with joy. One cannot hold onto anything forever.

Looking Up

The clouds
look no nearer
than when
I was lying in the street.

Still Waters

The journey has been long and I am weary. Let me rest here but a little while before the wind once more whips at my back spurring me on.