Bardo

Bardo Once countless numbers Can now number the toll Playing and practising Brachiating pendulums of time Practised in Arts few even dream of Golden children in unexpected forms Safe in mother’s arms to guard In final years We Sit alone Desperate to survive night’s extremes Status has waned A consequence of history And the passage of time Preparation for one moment Awkwardly to absurdly greet An End to Endless caution In Oblivion and Harmony Amidst a sea of agriculture Silent applause For a once lost cause Ancient Asian hope Damage limitation to a sad world Rephrased and finely fixed Final Echoes through the fall of the walls Before or after love No stranger to sorrow Toes tapping in time To the Marching band That refused to yield Find me a home Have you ever loved Then sing for us Outside of time Lockdown defend us Forever posting Our secret pain in vain Blackbird song Drive sorrows away To crack rain With a riddle of plenty Regular as coffee Drunk in the pretty city From an ancient surface A statement for humanity To find time To tally 8000 divisions In a spider’s web Shining in a dying light Carelessly thrown Onto a dull wall