Borobudur
stone cold stair
a first ray climbs
warms steps
at a blink
solemn ascent
from dirt -
that first circle
of carnal desire
the journey is silence
to freedom from forms
in the direction
of nothing
dissipation of shadows
where there's no more craving
no more feeling
just light
Boshisattvas smile
when the light
comes this high
cast serene over stone
now green mountain
steps out of shadows
shown in the vanishing
morning dew
colours born again
in the sky
and on earth
a stone lotus blooms
stone cold stair
a first ray climbs
warms steps
at a blink
solemn ascent
from dirt -
that first circle
of carnal desire
the journey is silence
to freedom from forms
in the direction
of nothing
dissipation of shadows
where there's no more craving
no more feeling
just light
Boshisattvas smile
when the light
comes this high
cast serene over stone
now green mountain
steps out of shadows
shown in the vanishing
morning dew
colours born again
in the sky
and on earth
a stone lotus blooms
I love the green mountain stepping out and the colours born again, beautiful poem, Chrys.
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