mara

you can peck and 

pick me to pieces 

I will lay prone 

out in the drying sun 

make it easier to pull 

flesh from bone 

I will not fight 

I will not even flinch 

the tears I cry 

are in gratitude 

of the lesson taught 

mara 

will always be and 

only in love 

to mara’s great power 

can you end the suffering 

because from love 

of mara 

sprouts the flowers of 

bliss

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