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WENDY STERN - POEMS
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To the Buddha
May I devote my life to learning from you.
I may be slow, I will stumble,
But if I use my breath to move closer to you,
And if I use my mind to glimpse you,
And if I use my heart to
Soften to you,
Then perhaps I will achieve
Some moments
Free from, and beyond,
These ever-turning realms
In which we are embedded,
And some change
To this being, this form,
That lies here.
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