music of the ever present moment
/a single blade of grass
dances in the wind
to the beat
of the ever-present moment…
monkey mind
/monkey mind
a brain confined
trapped by the past
by conditioning
by words left unsaid
by a childhood unseen
by what could have been…
broken pottery
/there are parts of me
that want to speak
but i know that i can’t think
that doesn’t feel right
i don’t know
can i have another bite?
it’s funny…
i find myself
/i find myself
standing in a river
hands outstretched
struggling
in a futile attempt
to hold back the flow…