Poem: Flushing Out
By a UK practitioner

Shaken down in single thought, the cosmos shifts once more.
Driven out by threshing wheel, the dragon demons roar.
Standing in the shifting wind, what is there to fear?
Throwing up the wheat and chaff, whose guiding hand is near?

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