THE FLAME IN THE LOTUS (cont.)


V.

They don´t know you-
How you cry for all of them
And for yourself
Wishing there was something
You could do, something good.
I am not good.
Even my wishing is poor and ineffective.
And faith is a slender web which binds
Little wounds seared into memory, but delicately always
There. Meditate. Cry. Pray. Go ahead-
Go back. Somewhere back there, a name helped,
Reach her:
Namo amida…namo amida butsu…

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