Garden Of Zen

In our garden of Zen,
to plant ever again,
we create the source,
of our cosmic course.
With intent, we sway,
how karma will play,
by the stones we set,
shifts what we beget.
Arranged by our hand,
ripples in the sand,
it repeats,
it repeats.

© Literary Remains

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