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WENDY STERN - POEMS
A poem for Silajala
You brought to me the gift of the Dharma
A parcel of word and string
A weight so heavy, so learnèd,
So huge
For the likes of my mind.
And as the weeks unfolded
And as the months lay themselves down
Behind me
And as I slowly, slowly, slowly
Prepared myself for death,
I breathed
Towards that light.
I breathed
in its healing.
I was surrounded by its teachers,
With joy and love unseen.
You brought me the gift of the Dharma,
A parcel of word and truth.
A weight so precious,
So learnèd , so wise
For the likes of my mind.
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The gift of the Dharma
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