Rigpa

rigpa...
universe unfolding,
each breath released....

not clinging,
nor grasping, no tiny deaths!
letting go of...

creating by returning,
life seamless,
not confined to flesh and bone!

poem by Eric CockrellReport problemRelated quotes
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