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…