O my fidgety fidgety mind
Cant you find a place to rest?
Forever you have been scurrying
And constantly whimpering
Is there no silence within you?
Why not enjoy the moonlight now?
Or the warm happy breeze from west
Perhaps sit by the seaside,
and relish the calm flowing waves
Where are you heading anyway?
Within the confines of a pot
you go in circles for years.
Stop and look around,
can’t you see you are still here?
Sit quiet and seek within
And you will come to find
everything you have pursued
exists here, and the end is
where your origin was
Ink what you think 