plaster falling
moss on stone
mildew in basement
The list of searches
you mean to do today
They become for you
reminders of things
put off, left undone
or otherwise forgotten
and they tell a deep truth
Life's bipolar
There's no two ways
about it, life shows
grace and it shows
grit, goodness and not
so much, mercy and
madness, integrity
and come-apartness,
in sync and out of
touch, connected
and in need of
relationship, all
together and in
isolation, justice
and prejudice
so that's the point
Life's bipolar
Still, seeing is not
believing So long as
you believe a thing
you are still seeking,
not seeing, you're
searching, not finding,
grasping, not letting
go, clinging, not
not-clinging, full
of self, not empty
of own self
being, a shadow
of your true
self and bipolar,
not whole
To see and not to
seek is the pathway
to peace and not
war, quiet and not
racket of mind
deep silence and not
shallow pretense,
tranquility and not
chaos, freedom and not
ambitious choice
Life's bipolar
To dwell deep and trust
deeply in the face of
its gritty fa�ade you've
got to let go of anchors
and sail with grit unanchored
