14. oktober 2010

Spontaneous doha celebrating Erik

For fear of using the wrong word, I find myself

Lipreading the dharma, dripping from the crystalline heart

Teacher of the unspeakable,

Authorised only by compassion

After so long being pregnant.

Clouds touch ground, the sky clears leaving the subtlety of joy obvious.

Orbiting, and nothing stays still.

Stillness is yet another death wish

Spat away from the event horizon of a laughing black hole.

You make it easy to not be overly humble,

Though still I am.

That is the way valleys stand

To mountains,

The word is auspicious,

--- Chris Campau ---