Zen of seat to what I have known but is now or called commonly Mahayana Buddhism so I've learned in just this moment of the Internet and it's update that is rather substantial in it's detail. This note is to whom would reserve to grind those words, I only communicate what Zen is to I so you may have a greater travel to the riddle/poem/cadent/quatrain (For) I wrote here; http://anindependentmindknotlogic.blogspot.com/2017/11/your-grace-youre-sword-to-chelsea-sung.html: Enjoy!!
Should the seat of Time in base be grant to what is that, the basic will travel only a chum, to the trout of fishing pole. Stale the mind in mental reverberation won't creek rather river. Waterfalls as the Niagara are in the hand to tell a version of Poets in their tooth, wit ink and stem that grass will only sway. To Grange the mill a pen with ink of lead is pencils forth a count, a score in scroll to scribe at prose is once upon a tier. Change that while raise is in the hare, and elephant won't bend to trunk. Change that with this and gavel law and the cloud will speak to teak to ask the redwood is it beach. Sand will grade to ground, and, land to score the shore as rib. In this that is the direct in phone to call or dial stone.
Chaff is hull to dids't that salve to rub salt brine as lake in forge, a ham in hand will deliver. The chisel of the 'Walls of Egypt' did rank these often grass. Yet on that say to red stone sand the lake than gave to orange, as Apple was to bible Thorpe oh how the years do raise!!
Give a knot to yacht a Ship to pier of Shore,
in granite stow to boards of plank this is the bisque of dare!!
Heave not that rope to square tied wave as rinse in water glares with ayes,
for From the fore of graeae and mold the eye will blink in fires,
flies will wig to grape and rum.
Drink a glass in forget it is that back to base sick glide of forest with it's gloom,
the scare in fright of fight or rice will boil upon your skin,
no goose will grave the cemetery stays and stonehenge barks a clock!!
Time in stiff to body ribbed is guts to own the pen,
ink with papyrus paper scribe is Poet in a bun,
roast of Turkey to Eagle scout the Egg.
Harvest Season?,
not for grape that Jam is juice to orange in brain,
touch classic barrel with the chain and Niagara stretched the Mind in fined,
dust shelf with Edge cliff note gave up and ink just drips with paint,
brush stride with Paintings fountain inks the ply would lank a life'd,
breathe Well to drown that bucket meld to look touch learn a bide,
home a roof that skull of climb it's patient Patent fried.
Don't bounce the cry to criticize as Generals often ten,
in won to three that number Wheel the sky is drive of out,
in at that tell about is paragraph of stream,
a gentle sweep of breeze in scene is enjoying more than show!!
Go is not a bank in glow as that is money Fro,
thou Art to muse is paints and ink as that Will Trust to route!!
Mapping grace to Sword of swail is more than just a swing,
the ground makes loyal foot to beach and sand is heard to Shells and ringed,
a phone to call is dial route it is the best of cell,
deep in divide of more than Being is dusk in set to slout.
Each Mountain say of bridge in built what structure is to clout,
it becomes the words of stuff that brings the verb touch nerve in route,
a trip to sheet of poster's loud the skeletal is ear,
a curve with gracious grand.
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