Feb 12, 2021

learn to let that go

so long ago i pictured a quiet life

i imagined children playing in the yard

while i cooked on a barbecue grill

with the scent of the meat rising up

into the sweet, clean air

---and so it was

time passes as it must

and she and I are old

the children are grown 

one is dead

and there is a grandchild now

she is the light in our world

as lives go i’ll take it

when the time comes

i will gladly return it

in the end we pass the gift on


my road to heaven is not the same as yours 

likewise my road to hell is different too 

life is often random

i have had two marriages 

one lasted thirty minutes

and the other lasted a lifetime 

love is often random 

when i was young i was ruled by my anger 

i had to learn to let that go  

my choices can be more random

i live a quiet life now 

i say ’no’ more often than ever

the things i say ‘yes’ to are quite random

i might mention heaven and hell 

but i don’t believe in them

or fate 

i believe what happens in life is mostly random

now i will end this poem 

i might make some coffee or sweep the kitchen

whatever i do will be random


The only Zen you find on the tops of mountains is the Zen you bring up there. 

-Robert M. Pirsig

Cooking is one of the most Zen things - you have to be there. 

-Roy Choi

Zen does not confuse spirituality with thinking about God while one is peeling potatoes. Zen spirituality is just to peel the potatoes. 

-Alan Watts

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