Thursday, July 1, 2010

Stingy Aloeswood

Fear and hurt are lassoes
drawing you through a door.

Lord, Lord, you say weeping.
Green herbs sprout where those tears fall.

Dawn comes; blindness drains away.
Each day is eternity.

Do not avoid your suffering.
Plunge it into the Nile.

Purify your stubbornness.
Drown it. Burn it.

Your body is a stingy piece of aloeswood
that will not let go its healing power
until you put it in the fire.

Now Shams leans near to remind me,
That's enough sourness. No more vinegar.


lovely you said...

Wow. I forget it every time until I learn it again.

dirt clustit said...

I wish everybody had enough of the sourness, but just one person is more than enough.

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