It’s this way 
no it’s that 
it definitely isn’t 
this way either 
on and on
we go searching 
for the way
out forgetting about 
the way in
blind little mice 

I live in 
presence a balance 
of everything and 
nothing where the 
good vibes are 
found in everything 
and the bad 
vibes take their 
place in nothing 
an ethereal place 
where now is
a blissful state 
and then forgotten 

I fill
my life 
with nothing 
as opposed 
to nonsense 
whole bunches 
of silence 
bundled together 
into bouquets 
of peace 
and quiet 

I don’t worry
about the future 
I don’t think 
about the past
I am simply 
sitting here at
the stoplight at
the intersection of
here and now 
waiting for the 
light to turn 

I now am
a snow globe 
a world self
contained and calm
sometimes shaken up 
into a blizzard 
but soon serenity 
returns and things 
settle back down 
and I sit
on mantle shelf 
or some cranny 
content in peace 
and in place 
until some wide
eyed person comes 
looking for imagination