Along with me you romp, joy exuding.
Silly you must think, a human's yearning
to observe what's been infused,
the fabric of all beings.
Then I realize I needn't go far to see
what you try to teach me. My guru,
my friend, a mirror reflecting
All of nature within you resides
yet, the Universe simply lives
you - no pride.
So, when I feel I need to contemplate
the cosmos, the world and all
I glance at you.
I recently read a tip for bloggers: "Never write about your dog!" Sorry if I'm breaking a blogging rule.
We've had Daisy for over a year now. We adopted and her from a rescue shelter. She had been a victim of abuse and now she's blind in one eye. I call her my one eyed Buddha because she's full of wisdom and joy and if I paid close attention, she could teach me how to live.
Some do not appreciate her beauty. They think she's funny looking with her tongue always hanging out, buck teeth, and one eye. I tell them beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I think her eye somehow sees beauty in me.
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