A granite grave is growing
Unfurling to catch the sun,
Its branches thin and filled with cork.
The universe cycles steadily
Life and death become intertwined
Two grounds blend into one.
There is a sign in the upper branches
It reads You are here
Below the fish are swimming, around a skeleton very near.
Covered though the stone is
Stone is still the core.
Stone is still at the core.















Comments
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-This Is It, I've Shaken...-Atreyu <3
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"Curry- India's greatest idea!"
"Buddhism wasn't a bad idea either."
"You can't eat Buddhism."
"...True."
And that poem is awesome. @_@ And it fits it so well. *_*
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And duh it fits. 8|
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"Curry- India's greatest idea!"
"Buddhism wasn't a bad idea either."
"You can't eat Buddhism."
"...True."
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"Curry- India's greatest idea!"
"Buddhism wasn't a bad idea either."
"You can't eat Buddhism."
"...True."
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"Curry- India's greatest idea!"
"Buddhism wasn't a bad idea either."
"You can't eat Buddhism."
"...True."
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