Serenity

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Started a new set of prompts – I love lists of things – this one will prove to be endlessly productive for another couple of years – 227 Rules For Monks. Who knew the simple life could be so complex. These are from the 30 nissaggiyas. This is where I ended up with 16. Not to carry wool along with oneself for more than three walking days.

Serenity

I couldn’t think clear

for days

that seemed like weeks

weak with those thoughts

sorting resorting

each thought clouding things

even more

even more

each thought building on the last

another tangent

another possibility

murkier than the last

yet refusing to quiet

without the noise

it was if life would end

the lost was proof of direction

the confusion was proof of intelligence

the stupid are never lost in thought

the complicated are the bright spots

glimmering in the dense mist

of one idea   one notion   one misstep

after the other

clarity was for the simple minded

the intellectually challenged

 

it wasn’t easy

to remain so invested in this

sorting and resorting

but without it there would be

no one here

just a blank stare of serenity

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