Poem Twenty Five: Love Poem

What is the sound of one hand clapping? — Buddhist koan

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Gateless gate. 

The body half 

out of the ground.

Shining lantern, mirror. 

Coincidence 

or an omen?

Proclaim, “Earth 

is my witness.”

Sound in the body.  

A bell under the skin.

At first, someone

was afraid.

Earth as my witness.

At first, someone

held back.

Earth as my witness.

The object of thought

seeking itself.

Two hands 

become one.

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