Chores become what
when joy’s involved
meditation and expression
or maybe an
exercise in futility
given that dirt
and dust returns
it’s so like
many other things
Category: Meditation
Wasn’t
It wasn’t
what I
pursued which
brought happiness
but rather
what I
followed having
found truth
beyond what
I knew
Aliens
Aliens do live
amongst being anyone
who sees differently
than those feeble
fools who constantly
try to shove
what little they
know into boxes
I’m so tired
trying to inflate
the wheezing balloons
of man’s minds
out of breath
I’m just going
to sit now
and watch with
melancholy the very
thing that I
thought might fly
wrinkle and die
Clutter
Clutter comes
when invited
and asked
to stay
why should
unneeded things
occupy space
is space
something to
be filled
or is
it a
place where
breath belongs
Relief
A spring starts
finally to unwind
from the depths
of my minds
aquifer through cracks
of quiet clarity
it reaches higher
until at last
it breaks ground
and bubbling up
it trickles down
pooling in peace’s
very own pond
with a sigh
of cleansing relief
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 