zondag 31 juli 2016
maandag 4 juli 2016
Mercy.
When I am immersed in thought,
drunken from this heavy draught
which I with my freedom bought,
I am by confusion caught.
So I look for a way out
for the turmoil sounds too loud.
I am shrouded in a cloud,
wander helplessly about.
But if I my ways correct
it does still remain a fact
that it's thinking once again
so this effort is in vain.
When I say: "It's fully nuts!"
mercy comes, which karma cuts
and existence, raw, unpolished,
comes in front, the rest abolished.
drunken from this heavy draught
which I with my freedom bought,
I am by confusion caught.
So I look for a way out
for the turmoil sounds too loud.
I am shrouded in a cloud,
wander helplessly about.
But if I my ways correct
it does still remain a fact
that it's thinking once again
so this effort is in vain.
When I say: "It's fully nuts!"
mercy comes, which karma cuts
and existence, raw, unpolished,
comes in front, the rest abolished.
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