VERSE • karmic burdens • 2004.12.6
This monsterous demonous wrathfulous beast
born of our own projections consuming the feast,
is a wave in the sea of a self-aware dance-
watch it rise and it fall in the palm of our hands.
As we ride this high surf along talons of time
we will play every tune then awake just to find
all the ways that we played were a piece of one light
to unfold this great present- discovering life.