Fleeting thoughts

May 21, 2008 at 10:27 pm Leave a comment

Can’t save impressions and word fragments perfectly worked together before drifting off for a day with more time. They crumble and fade if not made into that piece of work they suggest. There is work that needs to be done every day, if you’ve chosen your path go not astray.

How do you make the perfect cup of tea?
Trying hard not to try too hard.
Get up every morning and make a cup of tea.
Every afternoon, every evening, one last cup at night, year in year out, many good cups, never perfect.

How do you make the perfect cup of tea?
How do you try hard not to try too hard?
How do you let go and breathe?
How do you believe in love when others seethe?
How do you enjoy your little planet
while a billion people are starving?
How do you believe in karma when you’ve
got a great life and don’t think you deserve it?
How do you believe in karma when a billion others
struggle against poverty and don’t think they deserve it?

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