Do not seek 
in order to 
escape for the 
jailman changes shape 
and he will 
always stand in 
front of you 
in fresh disguise 
be it enlightenment 
or even curse 
the only way 
to be free 
from your bonds 
is to face 
them head on 
with intentional self 

Hamsters all running 
on a wheel
going nowhere getting 
no place but 
where they are 
in their minds 
they are except 
for those very 
few who’ve stopped 
and stepped off
and started to 
explore the other 
parts of their 
once small cages 
before but now 
big wide world 

When things become 
anew what once 
was means little 
we don’t remember 
discomfort or despair 
once it’s gone 
we might remember 
how it came 
the little steps 
leading up to 
but not the 
pain for the 
view of new
is always brilliant 

Just broad whacks 
we take swinging 
against the tree
or wind or
odds convinced that 
we can fell
fall or break 
until arms weak
and back sore
we pick up 
the little bits 
and whittle what
we want from 
what’s left over 

We tend to 
hold and clutch 
but life just 
like death is
about letting go 
learning and trusting 
that there is 
something well beyond 
what we know 
and believe about 
any of this