intermediary

My dad was a  Taoist but my  mom buried  him  a  Buddhist.

My mom was a  Buddhist but my sis buried her a  Christian.

And  as  if   that  is  not  complicated  enough,  I   have    had

dreams of  related  and  unrelated  souls  asking  for  favors

during our  ‘Cheng Beng  Season’  (Chinese All Souls Day)

which I appease after  much  discernment  though  I  am  no

Buddhist nor Taoist.  I lead a life of kindness and fervour but

how I wish those souls do not seek me out nor  root  me  as

their intermediary between earth and nowhere.

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