Inspection Required

From where come you
My thoughts
You’re not, you are
Again you’re not

You lead me to your sons and daughters
I have known your ancestors
But on careful inspection
You disappear into silence

Come back and make a stand
But no you fold
Like a nomad’s tent
A shadow hiding


This is from the collection of stories, essays, poems and insights that is compiled to form the book From Lemurs to Lamas: Confessions of a Bodhisattva. Order the book Here.


3 thoughts on “Inspection Required”

  1. The collapse of the nomad’s tent is such a visual image of a kind of relaxation, a return to effortlessness, a ceasing to be the particular. So helpful. Thank you.


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