Perfect peace
Is like a radiant lotus
Flowering in full bloom
Basking in the soft spring sun
Beside a silent brook
Of cool mountain water
Its seed is sown
Through kindness,
Friendship, and merciful deed
Its life source is continual change
To the greater principal
From the lesser creation
Of the coarse exterior
How then can the seed grow
When one is so desperate
To taste freedom
That the sacred soil
They have been
So carefully planted beneath
Has not been given water.
Copyright 1973, Lin Hu
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Lin Hu is a 53 year old male from
Washington state, and tells us he writes sometimes, but rarely uses
rhyme, as it robs the pure essence of his work.
He can be contacted at lhu <cat_song@web-o.net>. |
