What is Nirvana? What is The Truth?
Buddha doesn’t answer, nor does Pilate
Receive an answer about the kingdom –
The purple sky between twilight and night
Suggests to you, doesn’t strengthen you
In nothing but faith: what you believe is real,
Fragments of life raise you up in the air
As a horse that waits about in the rain;
The reality is what you think, what you feel
But a bird comes and her rustling erases
The reality, the secret disperses the useless
Side of our being; the word abandons the white,
The ink as spread as a cloud on the page
Remains imagining another cloud.
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