Once you have been blasted
Past a certain rise of pain
Spec’ially if it happens
Again and yet again
When all’s been lost, regained, relost
Eventually you
A place you cannot seem to leave
Find you have come unto
No matter how secure the walls
Steadily surround you now
How dignified and old the halls
How deeply servants bow
In your imagination see
Those walls come tumbling down
The halls collapse, each unctuous smile
Turn into threat’ning frown
It is a sobering affair
This knowledge of impermanence
Beneath the hoop of Shiva’s wheel
Where we’ve all come to dance
This was amazing!
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Thank you for reblogging! 🙂
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welcome
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