Clouds, like memories, are weightless yet gathered grow heavy cover the light. And like the fog of old fears tumble and build one upon the other. Clouds, like steam rising from Thich Nhat Hanh’s teacup float out the window, return as rain quench the thirst of tea leaves. Thay teaches this: clouds appear in teacups, wthe fog e drink moonlight, and can see clearly through fog.
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On Fri, Jan 21, 2022 at 5:12 PM That Got Me Thinking…Featuring Einstein, Buddha, Gus, et al wrote:
> anda posted: ” Clouds, like memories, are weightless yet gathered grow > heavy cover the light. And like old fears tumble and build one upon the > other. Clouds, like steam rising from Thich Nhat Hanh’s teacup float out > the window, return as rain quench the thirst of t” >
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I can’t believe he is gone though his health hasn’t been great for some time now.
Thank you for sharing your lovely poem!
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