Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Vocabulary Lesson

Outside the window,
The sun is out, the sky is grey,
It's pouring rain. Water spots cloud the glass.
Fullness and absence, make no sense to the wet bird
Shivering on the ledge in the snow, twisting its head to look at me
With one eye at time.

You insist,
You want to live in harmony,
You want to serve the highest good,
You want to stop suffering,
You want to be an instrument of change and justice,
You want to spread joy.

Waves of the sleepy cosmos meander, preoccupied, busily disengaged from the music of your desires.

Like an outgrown toy loosely held,
In the hand of a child falling deep under the waves of sleep,
Let them slip from your fingers,
Into the buffalo grass crowding the edge of the dusty road.

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