early growth bent over to see Dharma
plucked from a vision on glass and pierced by expansion
the face of a leaf took form of a wolf and spoke from the wind
in the trunk of elephant rounds of grass roll
turned by pink flesh and broken down by acid
another sun stole black from sleep and reflected orange
across my feet patience sit round after round
turning Dharma upside down and swallowed by valleys
my walk exhibited a svelte intent to cross the light
erected in posture
known at two, a mind is one and shared with centuries
by steady exchange of skin and smile.
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