Zen life poem # 12

/ Rugby Lion


Inside this dream,
is there something?
is there nothing?
But still,
your spirit dwells
within my heart.
Where shall we go?
To the moon, or an
islands windswept shore?
Through to the end,
serenity is not so far.

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