an ant hurries along a threshing floor with its wheat grain
moving between huge stacks of wheat not knowing the abundance all around
it thinks its one grain is all there is to love.
so, we choose a tiny seed to be devoted to. This body, One path, or One teacher..
Look wider and farther.
there is a passion in me that doesnt long for anything from another human being.
I was given something else, a cap to wear in both worlds... it fell off
no matter!
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