Reflections.

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    Dayamay
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    I ride the waves of mental noise,

    Which take me into the stillness,

    And then back to the noise.

     

    Incense smoke drifts around,

    with no particular purpose.

    Moved by the currents.

    Like my mind.

    Like my life.

     

    Namo Amida Bu.

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