Maya
The girl,
Sits beneath the Joshua tree.
She is Maya, goddess of illusion.
Transfixed by the object of her meditation
The rose in her palm
Each atom is infinite
She holds time in her hand;
Every life is hers to command.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Maya: A Poem
Sits beneath the Joshua tree.
She is Maya, goddess of illusion.
Transfixed by the object of her meditation
The rose in her palm
Each atom is infinite
She holds time in her hand;
Every life is hers to command.
Posted by Brooke the Watcher at 4/12/2010 01:38:00 AM
Labels: poetry
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