Tertön ~ Sarah Ruhl

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                                         for Yangzom

There is a poem for you hiding in the cleft of a rock.
Water laps about its edges.
Written by no one, written just for you.

Its rhyme scheme is unimportant.
Its handwriting is weird.
It meets you where you live.

If you don't find it, no one else will.
So walk down to the water,
and put your hand in.

Comments

[duathir.livejournal.com]

I like this; thank you.