IMMORTAL PEACE & JOY
I’m a fool with little need of company.
There’s no one deemed respectable here,
so how could I demand respect?
When recognition only brings busyness,
how could I not love invisibility?
why would I want “the last word?”
Saturated by streaming aliveness
how could I be lonely?
of ordinary suchness
but few know what that looks like,
so I’ll tell you:
The dogs wag their tails
when I open my door.
My luna-lover beams at me
without reproach or expectation.
and the ants make the most of it;
they even cart off my toenail clippings.
they will claim every scrap of this body
and have a banquet with the worms.
new grass will grow in the summer,
sap will rise in the trees
and they will exhale my smile.
into the fecundity of space.
Just like that.
And that’s enough for me.
if it's genuinely inside you, brings what you need.
There's nothing to believe.
Only when I stopped believing in myself did I come into this beauty.
Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say,
'Be more silent.'
Die and be quiet.
Quietness is the surest sign that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running from silence.
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.