Landfall
12-21-19
Offer me the pen for explorers trapped
All now and Zen
In the backseat stampede
Ship sunk the splinters soon unto my thirst
Coffee is levied in seas of sweet water
As tight as the corner forgetting about my daily sufferings
I press on in a grove
Meaning in marks of the Niranjana
Beneath a bodhi
O, let us be moving
Bring your books if you live
As sustenance and nourishment
As soon as dark clouds lift
In awesome mystery and liable beauty
"It is evident" yea I regard
By and by to close this adventure
One hour repose
Bring your books!
Janitor At Home
12-21-19
Washing dishes like a poor boy looking for work
Currently I'm a janitor at home
Basing cleaning signs and toilet in your face
And I did it all for you
In seeking enlightenment beneath a Bodhi
Keeping a low profile in a small shore near the banks
To Jesus today I give a million thanks
Let us be moving soon as to be grooving under a waxing moon
To yearn for landfall
Meek and no more bleak
As to settle the score
Enduring as the sky
Endued in joy of extraordinary attitude
Understanding this much
Let's keep in touch....
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