Tuesday, June 02, 2015

My Pen

My pen, and extension of me?
Does it simply transcribe the rattles of my mind?
Can it heal the sick or feed the hungry?
Can it find God or did it lose him altogether?
Will it raise me to be the a Buddha such as Jesus?
The ink simply flows from the pen to pad.
Just as the motion flows from brain to hand.
The cosmos is my playground such that I study the stars.
The light from so far away fires the cells in my brain.
So does my pen come from the flow in my brain
or is the starlight in the heavens that which ends up on my paper?

~Jason

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