Churchless

Wandering churchless in the fields
Cold winter mornings revealing that
Mysterious mystery beyond reason
Couched in pristine blue sky promising
Nothing and beholden to no human
Request for assurance and comfort
The deathless one lives this life
Knowing that death stalking life
Is the natural order of things and
That Nothing is neither born nor dies
Liberation neither sought nor found
The red iris blooms in the night sky

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