A million years of karmic debts,
an ancient timeless place
where jabs and hurts and familial retaliations
swirl like witches hats and brooms
in a dust storm of drama,
and I just get to be.
My tears bow down to me,
humble servants
in my quest
for compassion
for those lost
in the fragments of their existence.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 6:29 PM UTC
A million years of karmic debts,
an ancient timeless place
where jabs and hurts and familial retaliations
swirl like witches hats and brooms
in a dust storm of drama,
and I just get to be.
My tears bow down to me,
humble servants
in my quest
for compassion
for those lost
in the fragments of their existence.
