thoughts of the temple while at work
after chanting ancient words of wisdomfrom the long ago sage,
we sit in quiet repose,
meditation -
lights dimmed, mind enlightened -
we merge with buddha
Poetry by Thomas Perdue
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Written on 2012-10-01 at 00:10
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