In A Buddhist Monastry Garden, by George Coombs Subscribe to rss feed for George Coombs

 Buddhist Monastery Garden

entering
vastness of mind
with him
cross legged
smiling
being one
with
overarching sky
birds,
breeze touching
in quiet annointing
here
breathing slowly
aware
truth is ever present
refuge
precious jewel
of the true
enlightened self

               George Coombs




Posted: 2010-04-19 16:40:05 UTC

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