by Tim Chiu
Finding love and peace through lack of self - a poem.
|An ego in hiding, yearning to be,
While desiring much in the way of earthly retribution,
Shall have to wait for nearly an eternity...
For the guilt of eternal, vexing pride
Metes out an exact and deathly punishment.
Simply focus on adaptability and the scarcity of life's flavor,
And cope with life's unique and ridiculously
All creatures of habit
React soundly and dutifully
To life's roller coaster ups and downs.
Therefore, good habits form the timeless span
To conscious, all-encompassing successes
And lasting spiritual gains.
So seek everlasting rewards
Through peace, instruction,
And enlightened self-understanding.
For these truths embody our purpose
In this immensely bizarre universe,
Where good fortunes rely solely
On treasured oaths
And the most formidable medicines.