Volume Four Number One Late Winter 2000 |
the spirits of the lost plants, the moss spirits, the rock spirits, consign you to a hell of no birds, a dry spare hell where your name will not be known - you will be known as desolation, ruiner of planets, the lonely soul who lives without the friendship of life, without the solace of species - the ghosts of those you have pushed aside will follow you as you move toward dryness, dust and empty skies - surely goodness and mercy will leave your wretched life untouched as you dwell forever in a land without life, trying to remember the sound of birds, the sound of wind, the sound of your own heart. from his book Caribouddhism 1998, Blackberry Books, Nobleboro, Maine
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