On an overcast day in hell
you and I had been resting
on the shores of the Lḗthē.
Suddenly you scooped up
a handful of its water
and offered me a drink of oblivion,
a cup of kindness.
You saw me hesitate
and wondered what I had to hold on to.
I was just surprised,
that’s all.
Don’t worry.
Thank you,
let me rinse away the bitterness.
One more stamp in my
Samsara merry-go-round ticket.
Enlightenment and
hard-earned–lessons
all over again.