| Published: Friday 25th September 2009 |
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Poem: This Hour
By a Falun Gong Practitioner
THIS HOUR
Waiting for this moment
here at the turn of tides
through countless lifetimes
now standing at the threshold
horizons far and wide. Sailing a thousand oceans
shedding more than tears
the coming season
one breath away
at the precipice with nothing to fear. Waking to the moment
across these distant shores
where udumbara blossoms
samsara to worlds beyond
unfolding like never before. Rising to the sun
from the builds of every tower
come hearts transformed
the waiting is over
and the world will remember this hour.
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By a Falun Gong Practitioner
here at the turn of tides
through countless lifetimes
now standing at the threshold
horizons far and wide.
shedding more than tears
the coming season
one breath away
at the precipice with nothing to fear.
across these distant shores
where udumbara blossoms
samsara to worlds beyond
unfolding like never before.
from the builds of every tower
come hearts transformed
the waiting is over
and the world will remember this hour.
You are welcome to print and circulate all articles published on Clearharmony and their content, but please quote the source.
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