Upon meeting
the goddess
of the garden
at twilight
be not alarmed.
She’s sentient
like you,
but calm.
Your gasp or sigh
won’t upset her
Because she knows,
and she’s calm.
Samatha
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Upon meeting
the goddess
of the garden
at twilight
be not alarmed.
She’s sentient
like you,
but calm.
Your gasp or sigh
won’t upset her
Because she knows,
and she’s calm.
Samatha, a poem.
http://t.co/barD4TTs1W
I can’t decide between Samatha & Tranquillitas. Or Carp, or the Goddess of Fire. Or the Crazy Lady. But she’s not crazy, she’s a faerie.