Saturday, July 23, 2016

Sunflowers towards enlightenment by Cassie Kinney

I became enlightened
When I breathed with the sunflower.
Living in that presence
Flushed me of my suffering.
The smell of the giant
Is part of its essence.
It holds then and there
A window into ecstasy.

I saw my eye staring back 
Through the sun that is my pupil
And through the flower as the mind. 

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