I had learned so little in life:
When the calling came to unlearn everything,
I found so little to disentangle.
I had accumulated so little in life:
When the calling came to give up everything,
I found hardly anything to unload.
Oh, how I used to cling like a leech to the dead
And jump next to that never born.
Not knowing now is the beginning and the end...
Bliss with no beginning and end.
Please tell me what you think
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I like this
This is a delightful poem that speaks clearly and simply. We think that things are complex, that we have to do a dozen things before we can look for the one thing we need. We already have it, if we would stop and believe.
I wish everyone could read this and understand it.
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Thank you Margaret. I am still in a flux, at times confused, at other times quite clear-headed.
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