Guest guest Posted July 28, 2007 Report Share Posted July 28, 2007 When the Buddha smiledthe mirror world cracked,the Light of Prana,like billions of silver commas,dancedin the sky around me,clouds were floatinglike unspoken Poems, and I,strangely enough,heard them allin the veins of an upturned leaf,drinking in the cool summer breeze. Love,Anna Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted July 28, 2007 Report Share Posted July 28, 2007 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote: > > When the Buddha smiled > the mirror world cracked, > the Light of Prana, > like billions of silver commas, > danced > in the sky around me, > > clouds were floating > like unspoken Poems, and I, > strangely enough, > heard them all > in the veins of an upturned leaf, > drinking > in the cool summer breeze. > > > > Love, > Anna > Nice poem. One of the best things about it is that it is short. I don't say that to be insulting.Short in poetry is a great virtue.A poem more than 15 lines long is starting to look like work.If it goes onto the next page the mind--even before it begins to read-- staggers. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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