The Antidote is a Rubaiyat poem
Just as philosophy begins with doubt, so also, a life that may be called human, begins with irony— Kierkegaard
Stale, flaxen lives, in rocky toil of same
Wither Orpheus, your underworld game
Toil to sprouts a silver spring under blue
Rainbow pots of gold, such virtues reframe.
Soothing balm of diversifications
Indigo, sable imaginations
Rise up allegro with bright compassion
Not voiceless which reaps dry implications.
… the antidote …
Between the action and the intention
Tune tone and movement with sharp attention
The whispering quest to grow fertile fields
Sweet lives orange of rich contemplation.
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With much gratitude ….
~ namasté, Leah J. 🕊
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