sitting
with a mind that
won’t come to ease,
dragged about by
the insistence of the mundane.
the old steam radiator whistles
and
i am in the room.
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The best zen poem I have come across. I am really in the room!
So happy that you are! Thank you for stopping in to read. Gassho…