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| Alfred Hofkunst, Le lac rose 1979 |
Tears streaming down.
Uncomfortable heart.
Calm the body and the mind
with hands folded in the lap.
It is heard.
The small sound of birds.
It is heard.
The sound of my mind.
The sound of my body.
It is heard.
The sound of you.
The sound of the world.
Listen
deeply,
deeply.
Then it is heard
brightly.
The brilliant morning sunshine.
The perfume of cosmos flowing from somewhere.
Tears changing to courage.
Soft and kind heart
that is with whatever is within us.
Let it come,
let it stay,
let it go.
let it stay,
let it go.
