Zen Tomorrow Comes
A daily poem, some zen, some not and occasionally a cup of tea for the mind.
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Thursday, August 25, 2011
Intentions
Today my intentions
fell away
through the hourglass –
the best, bravest first
followed in course
by the lesser, until
I could mark
my day by the void
left in their wake.
Ah, but tomorrow
I shall turn
the glass over
yet again.
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