Edify: Prescription

Light reflecting
Off the clipboard,
I notice most
When restless or bored;

It surely is
A mighty bright glare,
Catches the eye
Even from a height,

Mind in flight,
Trying to evade
The tedium
Of uninspiring work;

Or is it that?
Or just the mind?
What is mind anyway?
And what’s it go to do?

So many questions
And so few answers;
Oh well, back to mindfulness,
Ouch! Pain in the hands,

Which started up
Quite suddenly,
Pulling the mind
To see what ails;

Turns out
There’s a pain
From shoulder
To finger tips;

Banishing all boredom,
I investigate this,
Slowly wiggling fingers
And shaking arms
In search of relief from the alarm.

Edification: Tea Tale

There are
So many
Different kinds
Of tea

It’s difficult
To decide
Which one
To brew;

Each one
Seems equally precious
And so delicious,
Makes me feel ambitious

But can’t drink too much
For various health reasons,
Too much zest
Is not always best,

Yet sitting in stillness
With a cup of it
Can be a meditation
In itself;

Watching the steam
Arising from
The hot black
And savouring the aroma;

Pouring in the milk
And seeing it swirl
As the spoon I twirl
And stir;

These actions alone
Bring the present home
To this brief awareness
That comes and goes.

Edibles: Restocking

What’s on?
More grocery shopping,
Although my fatigue
Threatened to derail this expedition,

Still mindful reflection
Brought new joy and satisfaction
And I managed
To perfection;

Even though
I probably
Bought a little
Too much,

My sturdy buggy
Held up
Under the heavy weight
And felt remarkably light.

The hot sun
Slowed us not,
As we zoomed down the street,
My buggy and I;

Intrepid road warriors
Need not apply
But I thought it was fun,
Especially the part about getting home;

These mundane moments
Are really the best,
Their wholesome flavour
Not to be missed,

Forgotten so easily
But treasured while they last,
Dissolving slowly
Into the past.