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Jun 2018
The ‘Moment Of Truth’ came
I sat, alone, next to
The birds nest
It was silent
I was silent
I watched my breath walk
And then came the pain.

A smile.
The breath continued
attitudes arose
and their throats were slit
With Uncle Tejjy’s razor

We continued
It continued
And there was no problem
Tears,
And the bird left the nest
Empty.
Buddhist meditation retreat bird fear love pain
Aryeh
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