DT (May 04,1944 / Vandavasi)

Wabi Sabi

Dark Deep Wood


Moving I

I inhale. I eat.
I exhale. I excrete.
Is ‘I’ within or without?

You Are Behind

Fire flies
Butter melts
Clay solidifies.

Bank Premises

Scattered Customers
Holding Tokens
Hiding Order.

Absolute Ignorance

Knows Not Anything
Including ‘Nothing’.

Now Grammar

Present Tense: I drive a car
Past tense/Future tense: Car drives me.

Empty Mind

Nothing is in your mind
Am I so great?

Invisible Ideal

An accurate clock
No numbers
No hands.

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wow! it is profoundly spiritual. i really like it. i feel what you have written.