Minding My TimePosted: June 27, 2014 Filed under: buddhism, poetry, states of mind, writing Leave a comment
Minding My Time
Awash in mind time. Mind’s always mattering,
mothering: words, sensations, feelings always
forming stuff. Words always mattering
in Universe of Matter. That’s all (not really for
Roy & Laddawan and the Thai band playing Eric Clapton).
Mind called self is just the go-between
for no-body. Big Self mothers every thing
– knows like a bone every thing’s just co-
existing meaning-matter like mothering sky.
Right now in Chiang Mai at 1:18 a.m.
as a tiny candle lantern rises golden
in the night like a star.