A seed of light
sits fertile in his heart
 
It's life cycle
nano-seconds long
				
					
			
					
				
															
					
					Filled up with her own countenance
appearances were all that mattered
 
Always and ever, though
is a long time
 
Eventually,
she sprang a leak
and let go of impressing people
 
Her emptiness was 
full of possiblities
 
The prospect of inner peace 
a promise kept
				
					
			
					
				
															
					
					I fell upon a sign one day
after much prayer
meditation and contemplation
 
In the middle of the path
I'd just made before
where it had not been
 
And, so it was clear
in meaning and purpose
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My heart is grateful
for clear guidance
				
					
			
					
				
															
					
					On tippie-toe
daintily trudging
 
Through little mounds
of wooly thyme
 
The nose is delighted
fresh, shaving cream fresh
 
Aromatic bouquet
wafts and wages peace
on the troubled senses
				
					
			
					
				
															
					
					There was this 
sleeping rhinoceros
 
In the middle of the path
twitching in dream
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I'd heard of letting 
sleeping dogs lie
 
So, I turned back
and found a different way…