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Dissolution, you are crushing.
Like a hammer striking,
you obliterate indecision and shyness.

I love and hate you dissolution,
you are a cruel muse that belts
such wise and brutal tunes.

You are my mother.
You are my teacher.
You are my lover.

I want to nest within your womb,
yet you kick me out.
Your truth is painful,
yet I feel so alive.

How could this be?
I am such a stupid fool;
a hard on for last nights dream,
yet you still show up to patiently instruct me.

Dissolution, may I always be within
the reach of your embrace,
like a rock being slowly worn
by a million year trickle.

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Scott Tusa

Scott Tusa


Scott Tusa (Tenzin Namsel) is a Buddhist teacher based in Crestone, Colorado. He teaches meditation and Buddhist psychology nationally and supports Tsoknyi Rinpoche's Pundarika Sangha as a practice advisor. To connect with Scott, please visit his website: https://scotttusa.com Other LEVEKUNST articles by the same author.

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