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Go with the Spiraling<\/p>\n
By<\/p>\n
Jennifer Angelina Petro<\/p>\n
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Morning swirls away<\/p>\n
the dreams that visit<\/p>\n
our sleep, as a Buddhist monk<\/p>\n
brushes away a mandala<\/p>\n
that took forever to create.<\/p>\n
And just as the monk<\/p>\n
collects the grains of sand<\/p>\n
into a silken covered bowl<\/p>\n
and pours them into a river,<\/p>\n
so too our dreams are gathered<\/p>\n
into a bowl\u2014but this time\u2014<\/p>\n
made of birdsong, and scattered<\/p>\n
into the day.<\/p>\n
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It is the same with butterflies<\/p>\n
waking up from wherever it is<\/p>\n
butterflies sleep\u2014a puff<\/p>\n
of tiny scales releases into the air<\/p>\n
from the dream of their wings<\/p>\n
as they quaver towards fields of light.<\/p>\n
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It isn\u2019t enough to wish.<\/p>\n
Go with the spiraling, brilliant<\/p>\n
sands of the dissolving mandala,<\/p>\n
follow the butterflies<\/p>\n
into clouds of flowers,<\/p>\n
merge with this moment<\/p>\n
as the future merges with you.<\/p>\n
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