Thursday, December 08, 2005

Nanda

A fast that ended in a dream,
Compassion poured from maiden’s milk,
An awakening before the mediation,
Desireless, the sun now warms my skin.

1 comment:

shyloh's poetry said...

Hummm, interesting. I can read a few things into this. But not sure. So I say nothing.

aloha.