Oh Robin

Oh Robin bayou brother who cured my baby boy of his nightmares who my wife called the exorcist who took my wrathful thanka who kept me up till 2 AM engaging Rinpoche with questions-- why twelve hours? why twelve months? why twelve-year cycles? Now I can't remember why oh Robin who didn't know that Mipham was Denma but who knew Denma so well who didn't return my emails but took my phone calls (but never sent the horse-race chapter) oh Robin why does death seem so sad when it is just another bardo like those others? Jim Lowrey July 31, 2007