Poem -

Buddha

Love is a day job
Which occupies the light.Ā 

You could be the nurse

Of the flowers

Or carry the weight of the dew

On the grass.Ā 

Ā 

The rule goes the days areĀ 

Only hell

If our mind allows.

For the taproot of hell

Goes down as far as sky

Reaches up.

Ā 

Hell is seen when love isĀ 

Not enough.

The rule of love, then, is aĀ 

Construct.

That love gives birth to each one of us

Means search boats

Ā 

In the harbour wear storiesĀ 

Of new land,

Land abundant and love notĀ 

Scant.

Love is where there is to get to.
Buddha teaches us that.

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Bernadete van d...

Rory, this is simply beautiful! One of your best so far. After the amazingĀ 
first stanza, I just wanted more, and I got more until the very end.Ā 
What a treat!Ā 
BernadeteĀ 

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Rory McGinlay

So of em work, what can I say.
There's an element of luckĀ 

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Shirley Harrison

Most beautiful, and always remember seek those who fan your fire my dear friend, passion is wasted on anything less. 🌹

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Rory McGinlay

I believe of all you've said to me
These words are the best,
In that they are truer to me than
Ever they've been.

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Marion

I like this one very much x

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