may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!

Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

once upon a now

i was not bothered with Zen
as clouds roiled overhead.
Now i know the storms within
have passed,noting shapes of clouds
a distant preoccupation
I leave the grasshoppers to hop
the spiders to weave,the sun to burn
my pink face to embarrassment
of riches!

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