23 February 2009

108 Poems #045














Grey blue morning
Nothing special
A cool and gentle breeze


[23 February 09]
Posted by Puerhan at 9:15 pm
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

There's always something cool, gentle and breezy about "nothing special" - the experience of equanimity.

10:56 am
Puerhan said...

Yeah, I thought a while after I'd written it, that it could seem a bit gloomy, but I didn't have that feeling at all - I felt spaciousness, cool, light and at ease. Equanimity like you say. :-)

11:07 am

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