there he is
my friend who is grey now
he does not look too old and
i am reminded i am that old and older too
i have not seen him in 15 years
he still has the same look in his eyes
people laugh when he comes in the door
the kind of guy who always has interesting things to tell
*
life seems to go slowly
then at the same time it speeds
going so rapidly how can anyone keep up
in the end we don’t .. it is impossible
but no need to ask for pardon
strive for good form or the ability to reason
or dedicate yourself to one or a dozen causes
convincing or compelling keen spiritual development
you could wear robes
or join a concern where the devotees
and you all appear clothed like peacocks
mantras are fashionable and blending well being
.
.
.
the best thing i can hope for
is to get untangled from my ideas
all like nets for catching people places…
