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Just a Tourist
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Never Forget
For My beloved Guru on this Tsog Day - may I never forget. When I look back upon my life I know only one thing for sure and that is that I have utterly failed to repay the kindnesses of my Beloved Guru.
Delicate blue columbine fingers, deep pool fathomless eyes overflow moonlight, and the motion of your steps, oh that dance!, that circling of stars, galaxies!, across expanse. Did I ever say it in words? Did I ever really tell you? Or did the rounds of casualness conspire, days slip by with the words left unspoken,? And now, my cheeks are wet with this dew of aching remembrance. Wet lines trace the pathway beyond into as of. and I, this shy deer, can find no more words to tell of your sublime (deep pause of love's in breath) beauty.
The mountain streams, flowing toward the ocean, wishing to be closer to you evaporate in the sun's love and float as clouds in your sky.
The trees, longing for nearness, sink roots deep and pull the essence of the earth up through Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com trunk, branch, leaf in one glorious leap.
The whole earth spins in your delight through the expanse of wonder and the stars themselves cannot help but wink, complicit in the love play.
Did I ever really say it, outloud? Did I ever really show - that I would stand naked, in the busy streets of my living - set aside the crowd within myself for just one glimpse?
I don't think so. And yet…. and yet still this gift you have given so freely. And now. I am cloud, I am bird, I am tree trunk, galaxy, ocean and the earth's ever widening performance.
Columbine flower fingers and the graceful movement of swallows. That is how I remember you. And, in the garden and at night, you have become laughter that charms the moon, unraveling my mind in mystery unmaking knots of known and unknown leaving only this beauty.
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