Blood

BLOOD

I saw a god with a rifle and I wondered, “Who is to bleed?”

I went into seclusion and meditated in my pool of blood

I saw a woman behind a plow planting seeds of love

I saw her children, naked skeletons on furrowed ground

I went into the city where I saw mountains of men

Walking like rats over mountains of men

I looked to the desert for an answer but had my eyes blocked with sand

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BUDDHA MOMENT

And I in the Buddha moment will live

And I in the Buddha moment will not live

And the tree will shake its leaves to the wind

And the quiet snow will cover the river’s bend

And I will enter where I may not enter

Entering, I will not enter