Jean Louis
The old hobo
Of buddhas gone
Into the winds
Goes the pain
The angelic
The solemn
The love of friends
Sustains the poets way
Hardened roads
To soft sands
To the gaze of memere
Return you
Saint of the pen and heart
Return you
To the strange cottage in Berkely
Seek solace
In the middle way
Bodhisatva of the road
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