Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Toronto, Ontario

Coronal Globe

Another poem: Coronal Globe

How did they do it? I asked for fun

Get all the nations to move as one

Herding the cats of the coronal globe

In the culture of kama, krodha, and lobh

And who are they…… anyway

Conspiracy theorists do certainly say

It’s the Orient or perhaps an elite few

But this is so much fodder to actually chew

We need not delve into the depths of this

It can lead to a dark, ominous abyss

Contemplation on dubious matter

Can break one’s bhakti making it shatter

I started a garden with much endeavour

An elephant came, destroyed it, said, “Never!”

We could give attention to a lofty place

Or glide down in life to a lower case

The trickster mind says, “I know the truth”

Know it for certain it’s the voice of youth

So prioritize and face those lotus feet

Where blue and red do virtually meet

Time is short, it’s death, it’s God

He’s laying the carpet and sowing the sod

Making the clock go clickety click

If we don’t move he’ll give us a kick

Sands do sift through the hourglass

Approach life in style and in class

People may say not to turn a blind eye

I say “touché,” too much pie in the sky

May the Source be with you!

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