ROOTS UNDYED

ROOTS UNDYED

Outside appearance
Is where conflict is rooted
At root all are one

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on April 6, 2015, in Wee Poems and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Dear Ben: I am seeing my halo and have been on and off since last October. I have notified the office of the man I claim is the only person on the planet to understand (for now?) the significance of my vision. Still seeing it as I write.

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    • RELEASE

      Behind illusion
      Be glad of heart for remains
      Nothing but laughter

      ~~~~~~~~~~~~

      My well-wishings are forever with you. You and I, we both do the best we can. 🙂

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