Such nights
where we have gotten unto the truth
The mystic divine
utmost tranquil truth and being
with each season
my pen has uttered
dharmas of it's own love
with ink and paint
shall your memory live on
as you pass into the future
of earth's ancient tale
though we still live long
on the surface of freedom
we surf a wave
of good feelings
towards that all engulfing
unending present moment achievement
when all falls together
and love is
the natural state
of us
2 December 2010
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