Dissolution

Dissolution, you are crushing.
Like a hammer striking,
you obliterate indecision and shyness.

I love and hate you dissolution,
you are a cruel muse that belts
such wise and brutal tunes.

You are my mother.
You are my teacher.
You are my lover.

I want to nest within your womb,
yet you kick me out.
Your truth is painful,
yet I feel so alive.

How could this be?
I am such a stupid fool;
a hard on for last nights dream,
yet you still show up to patiently instruct me.

Dissolution, may I always be within
the reach of your embrace,
like a rock being slowly worn
by a million year trickle.

Originally published at Levekunst.com

Scott Tusa

Scott Tusa is a Buddhist meditation teacher and practitioner who has spent the last two decades exploring how to embody and live meaningfully through the Buddhist path. Ordained by His Holiness the Fourteenth Dalai Lama, he spent nine years as a Buddhist monk, with much of that time engaged in solitary meditation retreat and study in the United States, India, and Nepal. Since 2008, he has been teaching Buddhist meditation in group and one-to-one settings in the United States, Europe, Latin America, and online, bringing Buddhist wisdom to modern meditators, helping them develop more confidence, inner wisdom, and joy in their practice.

https://scotttusa.com
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