for Jim


Some Stirring Beneath the Bodhi Tree

Gautama's hungry; so am I,
And, thus, desire's raised its head,
And can't be quashed, though we may try,
Before the both of us are dead.




Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-09-08 at 14:03

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