Jerry Ferraz

Dharma Dream Walk

But form is function right here entering the public square where forms are few and people too a couple of statues of kneeling horses or horned cows their lowing eyes following you dream-walking with a mantra under your breath getting down to the beat of the sacred street O to be all ways right here A taxi without a fare makes a wide left turn toward a mutual recognition Is he cruising wisdom or just killing time? that little thing we do with a rhythm and a rhyme and it's all so true and meaningless too But it's no secret! emptiness is a little wooden horse a ruby red guitar you can really ride As far as I can see the fun hath hardly begun right here presente in the Golden Monkey Mall dream-walking with the ashes of my ancestors kept in a Burmese lacquered urn like the mother of all mysteries handling it with care and concern curiosity and content to be nowhere right here waltzing down the well-lit hall wondering how this will play with all the window shopping qauze-faced manikins marching in thrall the other way O but your heart already knew not to worry they’re not real after all either like you like words themselves the whisperings in our sleep of secret springs that wake the dreamer chanting tis the breath that makes the heart to sing and awakening that turns the day so green never stray from the way revealed to thee in dream keep the faith and keep the soul Serene Fare thee well Fare thee well dharma dream walkers wherever you are ©Jerry Ferraz–May 11, 2011

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