Why Poetry? Sit near someone who has had the experience.
Sit under a tree with new blossoms.
Walking the section of the market
where chemists sell essences,
you will receive conflicting advice.
Go toward kindness.
If you are not sure where that is,
you will be drawn by the fakes.
They will take your money and sit you down
on their doorstep saying, I’ll be right back.
But they have another door they leave by.
Do not dip your cup in a pot
just because it has reached the simmering point.
Not every reed is sugarcane.
Not every under has an over.
Not every eye can see.
Or it may be you cannot thread the needle
because it already has thread in it.
Your loving alertness is a lantern.
Keep it protected from wind
that makes it crazy.
Instead of that airy commotion
live in the water that gently cools
as it flows. Be a helpful friend,
and you will become a green tree
with always new fruit,
always deeper journeys into love.
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