The Muse is Awake

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

there is a saying amongst the Bhuddists

namaste
i can say that gladly
to you
my beloved
namaste
i can say that freely
to you
my enemy

i wish you all joy
and freedom
from the torture
of the artist's mind
that my wife is living
and i
am emulating
Posted by John Zavacki at 1:48 AM

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