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Dear Mr Balloon Thank you for bringing me To your library of no souls and bricks I can't even hear a mosquito buzzing me My beautiful eyes pull in great meditation Can you imagine God does not have to travel He sees all that he has created all at once How do you cultivate this farm for a temple The height can be as far up as 64,000 ft When children go to sleep We enjoy our silence with hearing The tick tock of the world around us But here up in the sky It is the diamond of silence There is not even an ant talking Forget the heavens of North Pole Forget the heavens of South Pole Even birds don't bring their wings here This is just spotless beauty Where my ears can sleep for centuries Without toast and milk If God has mentioned heaven I see what he means |
Tuesday, 7 January 2014
Poem: A Temple Explores Silence
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