Reuben Woolley

Regeneration Sutra

for the world is besieged and the walls are broken
for the sun is drying our tears and the halls are open
for thought has passed and the mind is a door
for the books have been burnt and the print is crimson
for the forest has grown in through the window
for there is a flower in the skull
for the growing is music and the dying is laughter
for the day is very long
for an atom is a glance and a greeting is a prayer

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