Friday 10 October 2008

Notebook Scrap #1

An alien
With no language but my own
And no scripture or melody can speak for me
Mental strength, disciplined mindfulness and right action
Will see me through to the other side
Exposed
Vulnerable
Naked
Free


Reassuring beams I transmit
Could never encapsulate the moment
For whilst they beam
That moment has passed
Evaporated like so many others
A novice, a beginner
I can't concentrate
Manage my own being to meditate
Presently this bothers me
But 'Me' and 'The Present' are both
Snowballs hurled in the dragon's breath

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