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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Bump: Blundering into Freedom

I slept badly,
And based on this result
Concluded how my day would be
“My day is shot!” I decided,
But how foolish as
I hadn’t even gotten out of bed.

Then I noticed that
As “my day was shot!”
I chose to cook breakfast,
Which takes longer.
‘Interesting, let’s see what happens,’
I thought.

Although I was less productive
Than I would have liked,
I completed the usual tasks,
In the usual time and way;
So I would have to say,
‘Same difference.’

The exception to this plan
Was the freedom that I found
When at last I meditated;
It was present in everything and everywhere I looked,
I felt downright unhooked
By this unexpected insight.

Thus, no matter how I wake up
I can never tell
What kind of day I will have.
Why then, do I think I know?
Why not, just get up and go?
Perhaps I will get that tomorrow.

Seeing freedom is one thing
But how do I live it?
Perhaps I will not discover that either
Until I stop looking for it.

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