Mutual Kindness

How do I say I am in love 
or that I am not,
Tiny perfect feather
lying on the ground, 
black and white.

The chanting goes on 
of freedom, of flight, of flow
like ripples that meander
to become jeweled necklaces;
shimmering cotton garments.

Life- endless, abundant
in versatile form,
mutating, dying, living,
connected
in mutual kindness.

- Listening to Nawang Khechog's Universal Dance of Kindness...

https://myspace.com/nawangkhechog/music/song/universal-dance-of-kindness-72918472-80426664