Musings
By Alyce Wilson |
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September
7, 2003 - Inner Bliss
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I spent yesterday with a host of old friends at, of all things, an Otakon meeting. I spent so much time laughing that I felt as if I couldn't laugh any more. I've been smiling so much lately that it hurts. It made me think of this poem I wrote a few years back. |
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The Yogi: Inside We Are Bliss "Seven things of which you never get too much: bread offered in kindness, meat of lamb, cool water, soft garments, beautiful fragrance, a comfortable bed, and the view of everything that is beautiful." Arab proverb Soon,
or sooner, you'll walk The
white light Filters
of steam exhaled breath Merge
more deeply into And
there will be halos of pines nothing.
- circa 1999 |
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Moral: Copyright
1999-2003 by Alyce Wilson |
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