Remember Wiggles — For Terence Wigglesworth

Returning to the world egg

Lower the blessed

As he becomes pure luminosity

From world to world-seed

Eternity is your house now

I am with you in my zazen

Like the winds of the changeless

And gratitude in this lunar hour

You were unshelled

From your dory here

Now you are an ancient

Your birds are all free

No self birth, no self death

I saw you once in an old forest

And you were just about to unify

The two worlds into one

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