Tag: buddhist

i am changing, 
evolving. like the earth
(i was born from), i am
constantly eroding and 
collecting. i am growing 
strong and breaking down 
walls. I am always made of
something new.

i am always new // a.s.m

i was myself, once.
like i’ve been before;
a phoenix, fire of 
autumn leaves regurgitates
me. 
i find my voice in the songs
the river sings, 
memory like the currents. 
constantly moulting, but
keeping them in a scrapbook– 
moments with blank spaces 
in between 
stitched together to make
a quilt.
i decompose. 
sometimes i bloom with the azaleas
in the spring.

anatman: “I hardly know who i am. I think I must have been changed several times… I’m not myself, you see.” // a.s.m