BUDDHISM FOR EVERY DAY
They say, when the pupil is ready,
the teacher will come.
Long did I wait for him to come,
and then became a teacher myself.
Now I come before the pupils,
and they are not ready.
Poetry: Kristin Dimova
I AND MY SILENT COMPANION
BUDDHISM FOR EVERY DAY
RED RIDING HOOD AND THE WOLF
SCENT OF AFTERNOON RASIN
SOMETIMES TOGETHER AGAIN
9:55, 5 MINUTES BEFORE THE BEGINNING
HE KNOWS
DEAR PASSENGERS
HOPE AND I
THE TRACE
FAITH
AuthorKristin Dimitrova