It is strange idea -
If I ask your name
you tell me where
you were born
or what you do --
You will be forgiven
for forgetting what turns
the sky into fire–
I can call you wine or moon-blossom
or spring’s renewal or a wild dawn ---
Don’t be attached to none of these –
for any attachment can be a drug.
It is enough to realize what you see
and what you hear and what you are
is pure movement of life–
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