as a tree in grassland
stays still in purity….
A breeze flows through
takes it swirling around
twittering the leaves
causing a 'beauty' …..
Harsh wind blows
taking away the nests
leaving birds chirping
A tornado gushes
uprouting the tree
exposing the nature
of Mind …..
Anger, Lust, greed, hatred
Become winds, tornados, cyclones.
Making us miserable
Losing mindfulness.
What a mental vision! Very creative. I would say, inspired. GW62
...mind as a tree...how lovely. Whole the composition is very fine work. I enjoyed this tree to the last leaf!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the tornado line. Great stuff!