Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Morning Dispatches

Everyday I walk down
to the local coffee house;
get a cup, sit by the window
facing the hills, before sunrise.
From my shirt pocket, I pull out a
couple of folded sheets
of loose paper, fountain pen,
and wait for a "dispatch" -
a “bead” of wisdom
to come out and flow
upon the sheet of paper.

For a long, long time
writing a book of wisdom.
Not quite like writing instructions
for fixing a leaky bathroom faucet.

Wisdom reflects the
immediacy of this moment.
It must always sound true –
thoughts, spoken and written
in a timeless present.

You can't just memorize wisdom;
you unpack wisdom
from the depths of your being
as if connected to all Being.

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