Although, I'm not much of a poet, I have an experience I'd like to try to explore through that form.
A couple of days ago, as I was studying (nax!), I leaned back to take a break and caught sight of my dog lying happily by my feet. Watching reclining dogs (especially sleeping puppies) relaxes me. I watched Chelsea for while before I realised her eyes were gazing up at a faded green stone Buddha my mom bought in Bangkal.
Looking down at a dog looking up at the Buddha. Who's the really evolved one again?
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
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