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we, living mustard seeds
by Julie Adams
linked in life
the to be's and we's
persons, rivers, and trees
moments of transition,
the constant now
caught between cycles,
stages of human objectification
time, being, self
to transcend
human concepts and connections
at their nethermost,
prove impermanent
but for the manifestation of mindfulness,
a persistant practice of peace
balanced in meditation
deep breathing
deeper
feel the water flow
into waves
the maternal rocking of living
of love
in all things
10/12/2007 Author's Note: this piece was born of my reading: Living Buddha, Living Christ, by Thich Nhat Hanh.
Posted on 10/12/2007
Copyright © 2024 Julie Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/05/07 at 04:28 PM The poem takes a deep breath and stands (sits) in meditation evn beyond the note... a seed scattered in the poem...perhaps to find...I would love but in itself it opens out of the seed of love rocked in the arms of timelessness... |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 01/18/10 at 11:53 AM This beautifully written piece is very appealing to my particular tastebuds.I love the message, but I especially love the title! Thank you for this pleasant morsel,Jewels. :) |
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