William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Roots and Bones

A terrible thought — to be buried with your guilt and pain.

But glad there’s none in the grave — somehow you know it’s bad for the soil.

Roots and bones — and now fall’s moving in. Wake up, friend!

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Categories: A Few More Scratches

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2 replies

  1. Dear William, before it was bad for the ground, it was bad for the air. It’s bad for anything that’s alive.
    It’s bad for the soul that goes burdened.
    Our initial nature is to do good to our soul, which we transport in a marvelous vehicle which is the body.
    Our initial nature is to do good to our soul which we transport in a marvelous vehicle which is the body. Our original nature is to benefit the souls of others.
    We are brothers. True brothers.
    This is consciousness. But consciousness comes from the heart, the heart of our soul.

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