legend has it that the Bodhisatva refuses to go home until all sentient beings have evolved to the point of ultimate enlightenment -- at which point he or she will close the door and the dream will have ended. I like the idea, for this sad world needs, if not real heroes, at least the notion of such heroic sacrifice. Forgive my lack of talent. The idea is all there is. K
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Bodhisatva
You will reach home before me.
And for this I am grateful.
I will close the gate behind me,
and in the sunset of our completion
a gentle wind will sweep
the sacred steps of our lost loves. . .
How sad it is that Bodhisatva will never be able to go home. N'est ce pas? Meanwhile, I'll be grateful for his sacrifice and continue to dream of ultimate enlightenment.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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How sad it is that Bodhisatva will never be able to go home. N'est ce pas? Meanwhile, I'll be grateful for his sacrifice and continue to dream of ultimate enlightenment.
this is one of your best!!!
Really.