Interbeing Thoughts - Poem by Eric Cockrell
the tear i cried
is as the same time
the raindropp that fell,
that fed the tree,
that burst into bloom!
the bloom is
at the same time
the smile that came after
the tear and the smile
both parts of the same action...
and still, part of the inaction
of the mountain still,
where the tree reaches
and touches the sky...
the sky, the tree, the mountain,
the tear and the smile,
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