In nature, that is where our scripture is written:

In the cycle of life and death, the reality,

Everything is forgiven.

2-12-17

I am rooted in sorrow

I am rooted in truth

I am not rooted in joy

I am not rooted in peace

I am rooted in struggle.

Why would I ever want to change?

4-11-17

To be of the moment, to be of the earth,

To give up before and after and the religion of my birth,

I am almost done, I can almost feel,

I am almost dead, I am almost real.

4-28-17

Just born, soon to die

The space between – The blink of an eye.

Back again the infinite burn,

I wish I knew what I forgot to learn.

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