Peace of Heart and Piece of Heart

July 6, 2009
Peace of Heart and Piece of Heart

Beauty between every blade
Untamed fields discovered themselves—
Cut by a human scythe.

Unassuming and unseen,
Slipped under the surface, Doubt,
The smallest seed of Fear

Quickly the speck sprouted,
Parasitic trickery spread to all,
Reaching outward with ivy-green palms.

Winter, Spring and Summer to Fall,
Bright fields grew doubtful,
Shriveling beneath dark hands.


Lose passion to the clutches of the mind
… and never shall peace come to the heart.

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