Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Discovering Zen

Be my teacher
You there
The one who wouldn't let me disappear
Under your watchful gaze
My invisibility cloak
Penetrated by none other than you
I hated you
Your teaching
And this class
But you wouldn't let me fall
You the persistent one
Probing into my business
Day after day after day
Encouraging me
Transmitting said wisdom
I give up
You win
Teach me
Let me see the world through your eyes
Until I can see it on my own
I want to live
Help me choose life
Until I want it in my own
I'm distracted
Yesterday I kissed my girlfriend
In the rain
As I got in the car my grandmother chastised
"What the fuck was that?"
I guess girls can't kiss other girls
Oh teacher
Reveal some great vision to me
Jazz hands enlightenment
What is the true nature of things?
I see life in the distance
Red tulips sprout
From the blackness
Let me be your pupil
The oral tradition beckons me
To come
You hold the beguiling power
Theory is dead
I will practice
And submit to your teachings
I will obey
I am yours

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