in denial i measure time
by how my desires for others arise then fail
a pitiful kind of cosmology
for one who lives in self examination
occasionally i gain consciousness
see how this game is played in my mind
i realize why they say
the best time to pray or act with devotion
is when it is totally hopeless
and such acts seem to matter not
because my ordinary mind
is full of ordinary thoughts
true awareness’ view
is anything than ordinary
they speak of beings
whose enlightened gaze even into hell
can recognize and aid
if comprehended or asked
i’m like a million
other wayward fools
who choose the
wrong trail again and again
but those who see
do not give up
they are like light
—
om tare to soha
