Domestic: At Home

The path looks straight
But the mind is tangled,
How do these go together?
Or do they?

They must do,
As they are together,
Happenings in
The present moment;

No adjustment needed
Even though everything’s a mess,
Life is disorderly,
Otherwise, how could it arise?

Growth is all over,
Playful and wild,
Creative and expressive,
Spicy as well as mild;

The mind is alive,
Full of thoughts
And wondrous images,
Colour and light,

Dancing delightfully,
Cavorting spontaneously,
Taking unexpected turns
And cart wheeling mightily,

Nobody’s in charge
Of this remarkable display,
Which appears no different
From all else at play;

Connected in with
The celestial music,
Which sings joyfully
To all who hear it.

Domain: Taking Refuge in Tara

Tara keep me sane!
Quiet my addled brain,
Guard my steps,
Lest my vessel upsets,

Steady this wobbly boat
And keep it afloat,
Quell this agitated mind,
Prevent it from going blind,

Calm the stormy sea
For how else can I cross to freedom?
But if that’s not the way
Show me how amidst the surf to play!

Keep me in the center of the sea-lane
And protect me from any bane,
Let me not get confused
But see clearly how to navigate my course,

Although I get lost
May my vision penetrate the void,
If I should fall overboard,
May I learn how to dance on the ocean floor!

If my resolve falters,
May I find it even among the turbulent waters
But when the lake is calm
May I continue to sail on,

Never ceasing in my efforts,
Even when the rain lets up,
Preparing for the next challenge,
Not resting too long before striving more

And when again the clouds form,
May I be ready, not caught unawares,
Grateful for Tara’s support
And alert for what’s afoot.

Doings: Happiness Rising

Turning everything inside out
To find the source of the water course,
The goal so long sought
Turns out to be
Just another stew in the pot;

Not feeling so hot
Because the temperature’s up,
No party for me
Spring only brings on the heat,

Nevertheless, this will not defeat
The feeling of joy
That arises by itself,
Regardless of the predicament;

Like all else,
This happiness comes and goes,
The same as the seasons,
For no particular reasons

Or for some explanation
That maybe only the process knows
But declines to share,
Happiness doesn’t care

But that’s the point of it you see,
To be carefree!
Not concerned or restricted
And with nothing to lose or gain;

It’s completely untrainable
And like a zebra untamable,
Unruly and spontaneous,
Indifferent to the desires in us,

Coming and going,
Heedless of knowing,
Like the wind that’s blowing
Or the warm air flowing.