I tossed karma…As far as, I could banish it…Into the woods. And, there I sat. Basking in my ego’s afterglow.
With ice like wax drippings on the ground and the surrounding trees. Again and again, I became caught in my own imaginings. I felt so very, very, pleased.
Robust and giddy from my glazed revelation…And, with the sun’s regal glare. I had not seen karma slide back to me…here, there, everywhere!
It sat lonely, once again, at my feet. In need of grave repair.