Out beyond the ideas of right-doing or wrong-doing there is a field - I'll meet you there.


Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Of course, but you need to get up first

Draw the arrows of sorrows from your wounds,
Sharpen them on the anvil of quiet reflection,
And let them fly at the demons that daunt you.

Draw these strings of gloomy thought together
Knot them and coil them in labor and sweat
Take this rope and climb up above your fears

Draw those bitter words and promises broken
In the gentle heat of your tapas let them lie
Anon, press the wine to your lips and laugh


For you will have conquered through submission


The path of fire and light is a daunting one
Be bold, and step forth

1 comment:

Siddhartha Banerjee said...

Declare me not a philistine, but I am overcome by nostalgia...

"In the gentle heat of your tapas let them lie
Anon, press the wine to your lips and laugh"

I do miss Zara's :D

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