Guest guest Posted October 14, 2007 Report Share Posted October 14, 2007 Exposure There's the wildness of it-- that absolute naked exposure-- Silence, it draws you in, cleaves you to its breast...and breath, so tightly embraced, you're sure it'll be the death of you in its bear hug of a welcome home, you can never leave now-- this essential living-- you're a blues trumpet wailing the loveliest loneliest blues...just before the wild wild daybreak echoes the rising sun in your sky eyes. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 14, 2007 Report Share Posted October 14, 2007 Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <kailashana wrote: > > Exposure > > > > There's the wildness of it-- > that absolute naked exposure-- > Silence, > it draws you in, > cleaves you to its breast...and breath, > so tightly embraced, you're > sure it'll be the death of you > in its bear hug of a welcome home, > you can never leave now-- > this essential living-- > you're a blues trumpet > wailing > the loveliest loneliest blues...just before > the wild wild daybreak > echoes > the rising sun > in your sky eyes. > Anna: This is a good one.This is what it must be like to enter the stream--as the buddhists say. Z Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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