THE HUNGRY GHOSTS
   

And then it happens
just for a second
You see that fear
is only fear
In the land of hungry ghosts
food is an illusion
nothing fills a void
You will survive
or you will not
The Buddha
holds out his mirror
the Rabbi laughs
It is clear 
but only in that moment
You breathe deeply
and face a drifting cloud 

 


 

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