What is this mind?
Who is hearing these sounds?
Do not mistake any state for
Self-realization, but continue
To ask yourself even more intensely,
What is it that hears?
When all thoughts
Are exhausted
I slip into the woods
And gather
A pile of shepherd’s purse.
Blending with the wind,
Snow falls
Blending with the snow
The wind blows
By the hearth
I stretch out my legs
Idling my time away
Confined in this hut
Counting the days
I find that February too
Has come and gone
Like a dream
Like the little stream
Making its way
Through the mossy crevices
I too quietly
Turn clear and transparent
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| Gender | Male | |
| Age | 35 | |
| Location | Malta, Malta, Melita | |
| 🌈 Sexuality | Straight | |
