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A wind that blows where it wishes

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Edited by Richie Cuthbertson, Wednesday, 15 Mar 2023, 17:53

Tired I sit
In defiance of this mad world
And its empty shit.

Cut off
alone
ice
breeze 
across my face.

What is the human race?
Why are we racing?
I want to stop.

There's a solitary shadow on my path
An ancient presence
Timeless me
This life, so transient
With
Nothing to cling to
Nothing substantial
We are alone in the end.
Separation is inevitable.

It doesn't matter if I'm with anyone.
I'll travel alone if need be.
Like a Buddha.
I can live free,
with no worldly ties.

Do no wrong
Like a sage in the wild.

Like the wind that blows where it wishes.


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