Poetry

The Dangers of Lower Rebirth

As a spider. Do spiders suffer?

May they be free from suffering.

As a mole. A crow.

A hungry ghost—

something that has to eat

and is forced to reproduce

its sad desires.

 

As a wolf.

Do wolves suffer? May they

be free from suffering.

As a fly. Some buzzing

soul that never rests.

A hornet. A horned

frog. Do frogs suffer?

May they be free from

suffering.

 

As a creature

in hell. Lucifer.

A feral boar. A senator.

Do senators suffer?

May they be free from suffering.

 

Yesterday I was a charging

bull. A bear. A fretful notion

of rage. Today, I am briefly

human, and while I have hands

I write this wish for you

to be happy. For you to be free

from suffering. For you to find,

in confusions of words & lies,

your own human hands and mind.

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