I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Dead On
The answer is an arrow
The heart pinned to woe
The arrow in the scroll
In flight its feathers whistle
For leaves of vanished trees
The answer is an arrow
It hurtles from dark cursives
Whose riddles puzzle readers
The arrow in the scroll
Scholars are splitting atoms
Miniaturizing nannos
The answer is an arrow
Encrypted acrostics
Hieroglyphs on stone
The arrow in the scroll
It shatters consciousness
Each time it strikes home
The answer is an arrow
The arrow in the scroll
[Disposable Poem April 10, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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