A Mara’s Evil

twitter, warble – goldfinch song
cool spring, crisp fall – morning breeze
tucking hair – your graceful hand
conductive, soothing – touch

birth, aging, death – on and on
my mythical “I” – bound to
beauty, love
attachment, craving

does suffering’s friction
really propel life?

unrestrained this weak-rooted tree
felled by storm

over and over


© 2013-2014 Brian Brown-Cashdollar