Poem

ZEN

The poetry of Zen
is answered with in.
Flowers bloom from the decay
brightening any spring day.
Answers long sought
come without a thought.
Birds sing in the sky
lifting the spirit high.
Reborn unto the Dream.
Bathed in the Light's beam.
Alive to live again
so far away from the pain.
Yesterday has gone away
leaving only this first day.

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(Another selection from my book Through Different Eyes)