Sanskrit bit

Art Institute of Chicago

Art Institute of Chicago

U mandara ke
As I breathe in the world,
exchange molecules with ants
and oaks
san butsu gu daishu
smell the incense,
the sandalwood beads pressed
in my hands
rain of white mandara blossoms
a million moments in me
are softened
and at ease
in the drumming rain.

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