A Morning Unexpected
By Brad Kelly
One morning, blissful as soft, dewy grass, I arise to realize everything lost, no memory haunts, no attachment grinds the blur finally clears and the indulgent world appears as it truly is. All my mind's tricks have lost their hold, My name and face forgotten , my suffering drown in illuminating amnesia. Written August 24th, 2001 © on Aug 24 2001 01:10 PM PST 0 • 13
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"One morning, blissful as soft, dewy grass, I arise to realize everything lost, no memory haunts, no attachment grinds the blur finally clears and the indulgent world appears as it truly is. All my mind's tricks have lost their hold, My name and face forgotten , my suffering drown in illuminating amnesia...."