Sometimes in the midst
of an overly busy
day, peace thankfully descends.
~
And sometimes that peace
is suddenly shattered by
staccato shooting reports.
Sometimes in the midst
of an overly busy
day, peace thankfully descends.
~
And sometimes that peace
is suddenly shattered by
staccato shooting reports.
Is it possible
to have equanimity
when faced with technology?
~
Given enough time
technology just becomes
equanimous background noise.
What is one to do
when the universe calls for
steam but all the wood is burnt?
~
This is what happens
when the universe calls and
we and the wood are burned out.
If fire tempers
the forge hardened sword blade,
what tempers an ice hard heart?
~
Ice can’t be tempered.
The only recourse is to
melt it with compassion’s warmth.
Since Heat Death holds no
Hearty appeal, what must we
Do to stoke our passions’ blaze?
~
Perhaps giving thanks
will reignite the fire
or provide the fuel.