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Ochiogu Kevin Apr 2011
When we look deep inside,
Our hearts quaver, our soul
Shiver, our minds doubt,
Our spirit….uncertainty
Of which is which
One in all, all in one
We do not know.
When we worship,
He goes by the Gita,
She, by the Koran,
I… the Bible
All for one God,
Why the differences?
When we pray,
He praises Krisna,
She exalts Moha,
I pray Christ,
Avenues to one God.
When we die,
He re-incarnates,
She enters paradise
I awaits judgment
What injustice!
But …what if I were
To seek out the Unborn
And find the hidden balance?
a cold wind blowing
snow manes on the mountains
snug in my teepee
Haiku
Moha is at the confluence of the Bridge river and Yalakom river where the Camelsfoot mountains meet the coast mountains. I camped there in the winter many years ago with a beautiful french canadian girl named Yvonne. It was 20 below weather, but the teepee was very comfortable.

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