Friday, April 19, 2013

bodhichitta


the bitterness is not all from the tea
the sweetness is not all the sunrise's
i would trade these blue skies 
for a softer magenta, a gossamer hue
that blankets the pain, a warmer tone
reminding us of our softness so
that the stones we harbor at our 
brothers and sisters can build a
blazing hearth instead of walls