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Out of madness came serenity
gliding barefoot
across potholed pavements

Swathed in saffron
folded cloth falling gracefully
over peaceful form

Shaven scalp
beatific countenance
eyes cast downwards in respect

Alms bowl held to chest
accepting of all given
accepting if nothing given

Radiant
Present
Awake

A lesson in motionless motion
©Jacqueline Le Sueur 2011 All Rights Reserved

(Written in a taxi whilst stuck in a traffic jam in downtown Bangkok)
Tyler Parsons Feb 2013
All the days keep falling away.
Ever since you left me that day.
Winter is coming,
and I don't know where I'll stay.
The cold is showing,
I don't know how I'll wake from this
sleep.
I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
I think I'll wander in the morning
'til I can't no more.
Winter is coming,
and I don't know where I'll stay.
The cold is showing,
I don't know how I'll wake from this
sleep.
I thought I saw you on an airplane in the sky today.
Wondering where you're going, why you've gone away.
Winter is coming,
and I don't know where I'll stay.
The cold is showing,
I don't know how I'll wake from this
sleep.

— The End —