My only solace was
that it wasn't fatal,
but something reparative
But I replay in loop
the seen and the unseen
of the untoward accident
based on the decision I made
I enact variations of the
traumatic event
based on the decisions
I could have made
Despite the Buddha telling me
pain is inevitable,
suffering is optional
Despite Lao Tzu telling me
living in the past is depressive,
living in the future creates anxiety
Guilt and logic keeps swaying me
on each of its sides
as I walk on the tensed life rope
What's the point, if I know and yet
don't or can't remember?
I can only write, reread, shut, and
wish myself Godspeed.
~ 20 March, 24
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