Eric Cockrell - Self, No Self

self, no self...
does the leaf know the bark?
the bark know the limb?
the limb know the tree?
are they seperate, or one?

do the roots need a name?
the sun and rain ask for thanks?
where does one begin,
and the other end?

is the womb not a grave?
does the soul leave the body?
does the fire ever go out?
or do the embers wait,
warm and steady?

winter to spring, spring to summer,
summer to autumn, autumn to winter.
the tides go out,
and then return...
who stands on the shore,

lamp in hand?

Eric Cockrell

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