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my ode to Dhamma

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An Ode to Dhamma

Been meditating recently
To find the true me
And stick it in the bin
Then blend with Rocks
Air, fire, water
All that we are
composed of
Certainly

Its only a physical body
That surrounds my spirit
And when my body dies
It will leave me
And sit around in the ether
Till it gets bored
And finds another me
Certainly

And Dhamma would appear
To be crucially
An element of mind
Or lack of it sometimes
And I am only a student
Trying to hard to be
A man of no mind
Certainly

And I’m over complicating
This process I think
But there’s my problem
It reappears sometimes
Cannot avoid my mind
Will control it soon
I WILL find the root
Of the noble truth
Soon

My utmost desire is to
Uncover my own
Buddha nature soon
Has always been in me
It is my real identity
All people too
inherently

Author's Notes/Comments: 

summer 2012

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Yellow Ducky all alone
No friends, no cares
Ducky only groans
With life thats unfair

Red sunshades on
Belly big and round
Where's ducky gone?
I've looked all around

Off to fat cat cafe
Quarter shining
Waddling to the bay
Lifes intertwining

Smoke filled air
Laughter and dreams
Bourbon and music blare
Vodka streams

Poker Games calling
Pots a laughing buddha
Watch the dice rolling
Hears what he shulda

Big slick, Apple jack
Ducky's lucky day
Starlight pack
Nothing does he say

Jazz like moonlight
Shining silver sax
Gamblers delight
Jukebox tracks

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No friends no care
Ducky only groans
With life that's unfare

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