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A poem about meditation and missed opportunity inspired by Jiuzhai Valley. |
Brash, enlightenment deigns visit the edge of my consciousness; Lurking so close; raw clarity eroding ignorance darkness. Inert, fascination hangs, undecided, in equilibrium; Veiling so tight; yet obviously eager to seize the momentum. Smug, opportunity blinks, something vital just passed me by; Mediocrity so safe; surely, I’ll dare woe my next chance to fly. |