“BALANCE RE-VISITED AND RE-VISITED!” a poem Friday – 11 January 2019
A guru of The FIRST CLASS will-always remind-us,
TO SPEAK REAL SWEET! -but-not-forget:-“There-is-a-time-to-CUSS!”
Yes, ACT PROFOUND (if it seems real) – then clean the bloody sewer;
Be-COCK-CER-TAIN! but-then,-my-Friend – do-not-be-all-that-sure!!
The-thing- ’bout being-HUMAN – is-your-GOOD HEART HEALTH, My Dear;
You wanna be SO VERY PROUD – but-also-RESPECT-The-Fear!
When Yoga-nanda, one fine day, had – AN EPI-PHANY,
As soon as he came down from THERE, his guru “bent his knee,”
And said: “You ARE The Greatest; the Greatest of them all,
Now sweep up this-here ashram – just drop all of your gall!
You’ve been-e-elevated – beyond The Moon and Stars,
But you-are living here, on The Earth – confined in SOLID BARS!
So, YEAH! It’s-true – You’re-OH, SO GREAT – Now, humble, Dear, Your Self!
You-ARE – The-Mightiest – of All Giants – and THE-STINKIEST Little Elf,
ALL JAMMED IN ONE CONTAINER, SEPARATE – AND FRAIL!
You are a SPIRITUAL DYNAMO! – but I’ll-(sprinkle)-SALT-UPON-YOUR-TAIL!”
For, to-be-a-BALANCED-human, The True Guru will say:
“One day you’ll per-form miracles; the next you gotta bray,
Because you are a JACK-ASS – and also quite a KING;
THEY’ll starve your “ass” in jail; then-offerings THEY’ll bring!”
And, so, my Gentle Reader(s), IF-you-find within these lines,
Of-poetry – some-wisdom (pause) and – “dressing to The Nines,”
And, then, it looks or sounds – like smut or bantering,
Look AGAIN, with fresh-eyes, FOR I AM CANTOR-ing,
Singing often to YOU, of glory and despair,
Of foulest, vile-pollution – and, then, THE SWEETEST AIR(e)!
Judge not! Judge not! STAY BALANCED! (pause) Appreciate-the-“mire,”
And THEN – RISE UNTO-HEAVEN! To-join-THE-ANGELIC-CHOIR! 🙂 – La, la, la