Bro-pa/Vajra

Dancing on the Edge


A ring of
skulls,
the universe
revolves.

Even so,
endless
endlessness.

Limitless,
the circle
of
the human heart.

Even so,
compassion,
compassionate.

Bellowing fire,
the heartless
galaxies
ignite.

Even so,
endless
endlessness.

Louder than
their trumpets,
the drum
of our blood.


Even so,
compassion,
compassionate.

The old white
constellations
laugh at us, eye-
brows dripping stars

Even so,
endless
endlessness.

Dressed in
bones and flesh,
we wither
as we love.

Even so,
compassion,
compassionate.

Bearing every-
thing onward,
the void
sleeps.

Even so,
endless
endlessness.

—MacKenzie Pierson, 2000

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