dusk
long worms spilling
touched
return to earth
in the fading light
you say
still
we will
leave them
without injury
retreat
among them
one senses
mettacitta
a
buddha nature
a
small
eternity
long worms spilling
touched
return to earth
in the fading light
you say
still
we will
leave them
without injury
retreat
among them
one senses
mettacitta
a
buddha nature
a
small
eternity