Thursday, July 9, 2009

the edge

living life at the edge of my existence, bringing meaning to ideas where none exist. struggling between the two worlds; one complex and calculating, the other vast as transparent space. to be born into this world is our first mistake. to live life not of this world is our only liberation. attachment causes heartache— non-attachment allows compassion, opinions fall like dust into the ocean. desires transform to aspiration. being at this edge requires another step be taken. the birds outside sing to one another— their song unites all who can hear.

1 comment:

Uku said...

So lovely, thank you!

the birds outside sing
to one another—
their song unites
all who can hear.


Yes!