Puzzle Poem by Liza Sud
Puzzle
Of three times upside down turned puzzle,
there are thousands of little dice,
as of dharmas in infinite Buddizme-
they need many events of two lives.
and they also depend on each other,
without elements as points they make no sense,
in the Voidness created like puzzles
now in words they are coming again.
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
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4/26/2024 1:27:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Life! ! To depend on each other. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.