This is Wisdom
This is Wisdom.
This is the salt that
flavours everything
This is the red bloom
of the dark plant,
the open eye
the enemy fears ,
not the Buddha’s
half-closed one
This is the nest of Desire,
the West of home.
This is the home with the mother,
the friend of the herb.
This is the dried blood
of the ancestor
still left on the sacrificial stone.
This is Wisdom.
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