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Nov 2012
No I
No Me
No Mine?
No problem

It all makes so much sense
In a meditation hall

No Music
No Mouth
No Mindlessness

Life’s a breeze
At the end of your nose

Then you leave
And life eases you in gently
It’s good to be at home

Alive

No Lie
No Meat
No Alcohol

No Drugs
No Stealing
Morality is the new rock’n’roll

Equanimity will wake you up
And help you sleep
Ignorance is no more answer

The knowing tugs at you
Won’t let you be
There are things to do
That can’t be un-done

And things to be
That cannot be done
That can only be done by being

It won’t go away

Every time you look
In the opposite direction
The mirror gets bigger

Until eventually
You always see it
Even when your eyes are shut

I endeavour to shut my eyes more
But only so that I can see
Written by
Zoe Irvine
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