Waking up at the end of summer...

in poetry •  7 years ago 

Occasionally I let myself relax,
I loose control, almost detach
from the reality I belong to
and observe the world...

Even if i don't want to,
I'd maybe prefer to be focused
all day every day on the lotus sutra
but then it's hard to do that!

It's those moments when I get back
to my senses and look around
the sun has gone, above me clouds
the air is cooler and rain pours down.

The summer is over, and I arise,
awake like from a dream at sunrise.
I thin back to the lazy days
of a few weeks ago...

It seems crazy but the was really me,
feels like a different entity...
Every time I think, don't ever let me forget,
and yet...

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