ZONGS OF ZAMZARA

when your heart is pure

you are ignorant of dirt

when your heart breaks

the dirt gets in

and you adapt

to survive

strong as a ox

you plow through

then you realize

your done plowing

and find peace

in letting go

everything has been

nothing

but

disappointment

nothing here

to see

all the beauty

all the love

all the ugly

all the hate

words

concepts

perception

equanimity

truth

lies