My generation looked Eastward,
traveled to Rishikesh, Bangalore, Katmandu,
brought home gifts of qi gong,
mantra, pranayam.
Thank you.
journeys to Cusco, Volcano Poaz, Machu Picchu,
brings home gifts of ayahuasca,
forest song and Shaman's flute.
Thank you.
Where will the newborn pilgrims go
in their beautiful and terrible flesh?
Perhaps they'll wander Omward
into the heart,
bringing back the gifts of
this moment, this body, this breath.
Thank you.
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