Burn the sensation into a view of yesterdays
Blaze through the sunglasses of rainbow greys
Satisfy the curiosity of a cross - legged position
Ancients will question your motivation in this art form
They will rewind the clocks of not existing
Praise the God's name in vain
And then put your hands up into the sky
Let the fire burn from top of your head to your feet
Vicious burns around your eyes will likely turn red
Your emotions arise, but feelings subside
What is one to do, but question our understanding?
Psychology of conclusions cannot be reached
What are you to do, but sit in Zazen form…
A tone of voice appears out of nothingness
Heart skips beats of missing a connection with God
Turn another cheek and follow the stars
If you miss this opportunity to engage
What will the outcome be?
Will you reach the destination of nothingness?

