A Small Square Window

Through each one I have glimpsed the divine. I hope that you will too.

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Truth is my way, and the Light is my home... Now, if only I could find my way home.

Monday, April 10, 2006

Wandering About

what is a moment
glitter of precious metal
scent of a flower

listening to sirens
worry of a mundane thing
being one with Om

- Tommy Scott Young

2 Comments:

Blogger Yes said...

I have to say, your template gives this poem an classic Japanese quality! From one of the ancient masters, I presume.

1:59 PM  
Blogger Lee said...

indeed

2:33 PM  

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