Monday, May 26, 2008

Hidden Snake

Upon the great sea,
I sing a thousand songs.
Upon the great sky,
I preached a thousand words.
Upon the great land,
I hymn a thousand tunes.

Still I bare my heart on the thin ice.
I pierced my soul on the Diablo stake.
I sold my mind for worldly wealth.
I’m as clear as a hidden snake.

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