
such a paradox
in powerlessness power reigns
death becoming life

such a paradox
in powerlessness power reigns
death becoming life

here we are again
yet another procedure
we’re not in control
flight of geese at dawn
how to accept not knowing
where we’ll be tonight
little wispy clouds
the fullness of the moon
all things are passing
to live well and love deeply
all that we can hold on to
stubborn is the mind
not letting go of its thoughts
peace comes in storm’s eye