#66Challenge
This poem poured out of me first thing today. It is a revisit of several others I've written for this project.
Cut brambles long enough
sprout after sprout
I have gotten my teaching down to the essence of me
And the lotus will bloom
of its own accord
All this time I did not realize the lotus is me, not some outer creation
Already waiting in the clearing
the single image of light
I knew it was there all along. How did it get so obscured?
The day you see this
that day you will become it
"You will know what to do and when to do it"
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