Tuesday, March 4, 2014

4 March

one month ago
you died
it is 11F  outside
and snowing

dhamma says
no clouded sky or mountain cleft
no river valley
can hide one from death

you did not hide
sun lit your face
as you left us


it is snowing
a boy you knew
nearly died yesterday


your best friend's pain is palpable
unconstructed
and very, very beautiful


you were beautiful


108 times each day I send loving kindness to all things
and nothings
remembering now you are both