Pure Land* Poem by Lee Ann Schaffer

Pure Land*

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On my side
My hand on your chest
Feeling your heart rate gradually returning to normal
My descent into sleep matching each beat.


*Pure Land is the world of bliss where Buddha dwells and the devout will be reborn.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
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Lee Ann Schaffer

Lee Ann Schaffer

Charleston, South Carolina, US
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