leaving prose and certainty
boxes of structures/guns /gold
on a thin Buddha path to Enlighten their wallets
come they to a Cave of Silence
Meditate moon nightly
next,a Lake of Fire(once was forest)
deeper meditations upon wood ,ash and change
Mountain,and the point thereof
Clouds of Unknowing and a question,marked
Essential trees,with roots in cerebellae
Manuscripts,maps(blank as faces),stories,songs
Chants to cheer them ,laughter(random)
No leaders(only consensus)that each path unique
Intuition as to the Right Steps.Divergence actively encouraged
For how else would we find ourselves here(together)again
with so many different destinies?
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