Clao-Pien

Chao-Pien
2-6-19

By lay disciples of the Zen masters in Chao-Pien
Waiting for my lifeline of fortuitious sound and word of its happening
Where we don't need an eighteen wheeler in Londontown of Zen theory
Bash it not hence it permits light to flow all for the Magus of secret knowledge
In explorers and discoverers
The frost is on the pumpkin at leisure
Today just for pleasure all in Suzuki
Purely on phenomena learning to walk on water
Stepping out of the boat as golden hints come to life again.....





Chao-Pien (Part 2)
2-6-19

Settling down softly fortuitious
Let it all fall togerther
Bring it for the dwellers we desire
To delight in it as a sense antimystical
No such thing as the wrong time by the time of my every cell
That dies and is replaced offered to one that chooses to stay behind
As to head on out on another literary adventure
Joining new prisons disbearded in bliss to pull out of time
Singing me a lulluby before the day begins in Satoria
Not just another stepping stone
We all see it differently settling down safely.....







Explicitness Revisited
2-6-19

For original identities before we are born
Get it Zen theory
It doesn't matter how to revolutionalize
Hence no one doeth but offend
Devoid of mind I sit at my desk and scribble some more
Of the dry and the unsentimental
Hello again given Pauline volunteers
This mean yes for the explicitness hard to write
For breaking on a throne
Steak swim deal champion
Come down easy
Someday you're going to need it
For ineffable greatness receiving from God our Father
For perfect creatures and our compulsive need
The real self stands.....







Every Stepping Stone Was Meant To Be
2-6-19

Let this be as pure love against which there is no law
Sitting on a wet bench just to talk to you
O, raise high the roof born for masons and for other Jasons sent out to look for horses
In your own stead in perfect strangers of fire and rain
Some are like winter that we just pass on through the elements
As spring is just around the corner
Not neccesarily ice on the roads next week
So we have high hopes to get on out
You're that way jolly on days steamy faced
You'll always be my Molly.....