… That waitress serving you Might be hungry
… Please pay attention To what you pay attention to
… The sweet Divine indulgence Which every moment Be
these sweet hours-long silences…
All this repetition Of things which you already know, Futile…
When successfully conducted Pleasure truly be to see Restoration goodness of Return to sanity
A little weathered Some worn…
Threaten a warrior, small man, With any kind of macho frown It’s quietly she’ll curl her lip And look you up and down…
I meditated, centered, grounded, prayed And did my readings (earnest seer be)…
Where our thoughts go we will follow…
There’s no use for any of it To persist regretful of…
your magnificent unalterable shining…
I cannot say, for though that path Shines with cushioned ease No anywhere upon it Do I find inner peace…
