one step at a time
progress to the reverse
theres no forward
across the universe
yet we rehearse
telling our stories
making up fables
who among us is willing and able?
it's all in good fun
when theres no war to be won.
the song is unsung
when all's said and done.
you fish for your food
repair your old shoes
taking good care of an ever aging you
old age and disease
wisdom encased
what will we learn
from being deceased
in a fate we all face.
let it all drop
fall to its end
because the beginning
is non different
from the end, the zen
mother goose,
the writing pen,
the whole world
and single women and men.
you are nothing special,
yet you are all that is.
duality attacks
bringing inner peace
a war of kindness
that will not cease
and that is what i call my dharma.
