Circle Mantra

Dharma poems Peace work Practice!

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I’m torn asunder by the world
The violence tough men hurled
Against the fragile glass
Of common sense

The mirror’s edge has cut me deep
Your image haunts me when I sleep
The fire’s heat, the broken fence
Between us now with no defense

Angels hold me as I walk
They whisper words I try to talk
And yet I struggle to be free
Knowing of its penalty

Time for me is running out
Short years, without a doubt
With this slender flame of hope
And mantra as my only rope

Stretch out your hands to show you’re here
Sing some notes to quell the fear
Whispered words within my heart
Seek not alone, be not apart
Karma Yönten Gyatso
Richmond Hill

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