​Mr. Façade was a peculiar bloke
Inside he was just made of smoke
Rising from the raging fire
Of his designer desire 

His never ending task
Was to hang on to his mask

Poor Mr. Façade
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One day, going for his designer stroll

He met Mr. Giving, who in contrast to him, had perfect self-control

Mr. Façade was intrigued.

‘I don’t wish to take your time,’ said Mr. Façade

‘You cannot take my time I am offering it to you,’ said Mr. Giving
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​and, little did he know, but all would be well
for Mr. Giving was as clear as a bell

“little Miss Triangle
can balance on the sun
just for fun
on Thursdays
in the magic mind”

said Mr. Giving

“and if the mind turns nasty
like an abstract cat
the mouse can escape 
without the aid of a single fact
just by being real, 
naked to the world,
and not just a silly act”
​

“Really, naked?”

asked Mr. Façade

('the messy body
of the maybe baby
feeling very silly
looking down 
at that funny little willy?'
thought Mr. Façade
'am I going a bit crazy here?'
wondered Mr. Façade)

“No, to just be as real 
as how you feel
that is being naked to the world

​and it is a return to the wonder of the baby

here is no need to be the body
there are symbols 
where mind and matter meet

there are stone circles
marking the mysteries of the past
​

​there are monuments 
made of poems and prayers
so that the truth will last”

said Mr. Giving

Mr. Giving was happy to see that Mr. Façade was smiling, pleasantly mystified.
This would be the beginning of a long and faithful friendship on the path to truth.

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I offer this for your reflection

Ajahn Kalyāno
http://www.openthesky.co.uk

​she wanted all the suffering to cease
and for there to be eternal love and peace 
but the earth was sick and old
and there was trouble everywhere
on the ground, in the sea and even in the air
it seemed it was all just ready to burn
and she knew not where to turn

​reaching out she prayed
she knew not why
placing her hand against the sky
her fingers opened wide

​of course she could not hold the sky 
but she found the sky held her
all the way inside
​

​Father Sun and Mother Sky 
had a child within her heart
that opened like a flower
and there she found love and peace 
and also strength and power

​

​I offer this for your reflection

Ajahn Kalyāno
http://www.openthesky.co.uk



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