life
Endurance

Those who speak, know not, you see.
Close your mouth, senses dim,
Sharpened edges, let them thin.
Knots untangled, glare turned soft,
Dust settled, lifted aloft.
This is the primal way,
Soft and yielding, come what may.
Unaffected by praise or blame,
It gives, endures, remains the same.
Cleanse

Praying for help, a path anew.
Your silence spoke in ways profound,
In stillness, answers I found.
You stayed as ever, calm and wise,
While I, with restless, seeking eyes,
Forgot to cleanse my inner strife,
Yet kept my home in order, life.
Why do I clean the pots and pans,
But miss the stains upon my hands?

