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Thursday, April 15, 2010

Waking Sleeping Dreaming

O Lucid reality
O Dreamless Sleep
Though the mountains grow
One is never too steep

O Lucid dreams
O Formless heap
Much too awake
The oceans too deep

O Finite and form
O Empty breath
Too busy being born
Whilst entertaining death

2 comments:

  1. Cool -- a rival poet (a friendly rivalry). Nice repetition. I like repetition. Probably because I hardly remember anything. But why? We just die.

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  2. Repetition is a great learning tool, it's the railroad spike to the train tracks of our minds.

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