Friday, March 14, 2014

warm soup

I saw a dream last night
and in my dream, the sun
and the moon and the stars ---
rotated around the same light in
this ecstatic dance-like
movement –
Jesus said
Before Abraham was,
I am.
If you want to be endlessly happy,
give up your concept of personal
importance and image identity –
trying to understand everyone
is an illusion –
look how a butter quickly weaves
itself into a warm soup!

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