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Tuesday, 15 June 2010

The Hessian Way


This Hessian Sack is where I hide
All pretensions I have of pride,
For such a faulty one as me
Would never, ever, ever see.


But ere I saw the game I play
When I meditate, or I pray,
I decided, as is my right,
Never to amend my plight,


For what I saw when I did see,
While I walked and talked to me,
Was whatever game I play,
It has no effect upon the Way




Written for a friend
Posted by BuddhiHermit at 13:18
Labels: Poetry

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