No knowing it all
or even anything close
No reason to know it all
or even anything close
What’s to know, really?
Anti-intellectual, you say
Not at all–
Just giving thinking a rest
Sit, still the mind
Give your breath your attention
In and out
Again, in and out
Easy does it
No hurry, nowhere to go
Rest, smile, free yourself
No need to hold on–to anything
Feel your inner fire–
Burning brightly
Didn’t know you had one?
We all do, so do you
Get a sense of yourself
Not this or that–
Just yourself–
That which comes before
Rest
Let go
Ah, that’s the place
Be! Right there!
Poetic Alchemist 