Kwan Yin

Kwan yinstands poised in my backyarda wall of ficus grows behind herpurple flowers at her feet her eyes cast downin quiet meditationenteringan internal worldoum mane padme oum. in the quietof morning lightI look for youto calm my eager spiritsometimes you are hard to feel a stone statuewhere my hopes and dreamsare focusedloving kindness compassionbreaks hardnessContinue reading “Kwan Yin”