No Zen
There is a madness in me
That will not be content
Though I know the depth of
Feeling others have for me
Giving their love to me
Body and soul
Holding me with fingers of compassion
Landscapes give me peace
Ocean waves breaking or mountains in mist
Autumn trees rising above a waterfall
There I am momentarily at peace
Yet with those I love
I am restless all night
Beating nightmare fists into pillows
My yearning is my wisdom though it annihilate me
The smile of the Zen master my distant landscape
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