Thursday, March 2, 2017

Circuitously

The meditative driver
Drives the long way home to work,
Selective about advice
Abjuring rumination.
A still mind's a conjuring
Trick of a disciplined brain,
Transitory satori

As real and evanescent
As the thoughtless clouds caught
On crumbling mountains above
The highway on which other
Drivers conduct other lives,
Drifting through small nirvanas.
Everything weds everything.

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