Another dismal forecast,
With the rain teeming,
And the streets streaming
But in keeping with the arising mood;
All set to spend an evening
Grumbling, moping and steaming,
When received a phone call invitation
To attend a group meditation,
And with little hesitation,
Accepted the offer of a drive
To the location,
And readied to leave for the destination;
Prepared and ate a quick snack
Gathered up the cushion stack,
And bagged it,
Shouldered the backpack and departed,
Leaving behind the darkness
For the light of dharma fellowship,
The downpour de-centered,
The gloominess tempered;
Then shortly after arrival
The sitting commenced,
Upright stillness
Silent mindfulness,
And afterwards,
Sharing and reflecting
Upon practice notes
And experiences;
All left little doubt
Of the value of
The practice,
And the decision
To participate.