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ONCE ACTORS PERFORMED

 

How high was that hill we climbed?

Can’t look back anymore –

Too many peaks and valleys in the way.

You wonder why

But the dreams don’t answer anything anymore

            Once a searcher

            On a long, strange trip –

            Reaching for Dharma

            And finding Karma –

            Where each result

            Flowed unequivocally from attitude –

            As if a shield to bad results

            Was the expectation of good –

And over and over the lessons of the Lord –

As we seek him on earth –

Knowing he cannot be found here.

And that of all the circumstances

That have befallen certain friends

It seems some are truly unfair –

            Those righteous children

            Blown up in Ukraine –

            At one now –

            But it is with the rubble.

            A crumbled theater

            Where once actors played

            And the girls sang

            Songs with hope in their Holy Voices.

Celebrating the future

Gets a bit clouded during war –

As if darkness was dawn

And the sun itself was black –

While the killing and bombs seem to never stop                            220322.1