Wednesday, January 22, 2025

Wildflower

In the wildflower
lies the universe
and perhaps many more
in a field so wide
that I cannot comprehend
the origin of its root.

It is a blossom

born of rain and sun

and yet already created

in its bodhisattva mind.

 

In the small is the great,

in the great is the small.

Its petals of glory

hold the all in the all.

 

There is a field to my right

with a thousand more.

If only the wildflower

could speak to me,

I would be free.

 

If only the wildflower

would speak to me,

I would be free.


~William Hammett



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