286 – Wild refuge

Left, right,
Left, right.
Just keep moving,
Don’t give up.

The world
Flings its shit,
If not specifically at you,
At least splashing
In your general
Direction.

Left, right,
Left, right.
Just keep moving,
Don’t give up.

Reality’s
Deep randomness
Makes you feel worse
By being coldly,
Almost cruelly,
Impersonal

Left, right,
Left, right.
Just keep moving,
Don’t give up.

A leaf
Tossed and turned
Helplessly
In the wind
Has the advantage
Of being
Unaware.

Left, right,
Left, right.
Just keep moving,
Don’t give up.

One foot first,
Then the other.
All senses fully present.
The screaming world dissolves
Into the primal act
Of running.

Left, right,
Left, right.
Just keep moving,
Don’t give up.

Trying to stay afloat
When even saints and Bodhisattvas
Drown under the smashing waves,
A lonely trail becomes here…
Two moving feet become now…
Two simple words
A sacred mantra.

Left, right,
Left, right.