I've lost everything
naked in the eternal instant
empty of all I thought I had
or was or would ever be
the pain is outrageous
the misery non-stop
the actual Reality
reducing me to what I truly am
and it's not the fulfillment
of some imagined destiny
it's not the vainglory
of our kowtowing to some idol
it's the relinquishing of the ego and the letting out
of every bodhisattva hidden therein
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Friday, April 27, 2012
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