The Wolf on “Peace”
To live in
peace is to live in wind.
For as the
wind whistles its flute,
the leaves
and the sea and all else beckons to its call.
Its the
sound of freedom,
the sound of
tranquility,
all the
colors of the wind come together
to form a collage
of harmony.
Even though
there is much chaos in the world,
It is imperative
to find a Zen garden of quiescence.
For as the
frogs of the coin pond find silence in their home,
you to will
discover there is a calm in every storm.
Once this
calm has been achieved
you shall
become like a hawk;
His watchful
eye will circle the earth,
yet take no
part in its calamity;
He watches
the foolish mammals squabble in their hell,
but enjoys
his heavenly throne carved in the clouds.
If you long
for peace search in the willows of the mind.
In these willows
there is a listlessness
and in this
listlessness you will discover the joys of the soul.
You will
shoot life’s bow
And as the
arrow of stress is released
So does the
presiding tension in your life
You will
rise like the eastern sun
and awaken
all else
and set like
the western sky,
so all can
marvel at the elegance upon the your horizon.
And in the
middle of your rising and setting,
you will
rise high in the sky,
an ominous
glow for all to envy.
As this glow
radiates to the rest of the world
Vegetation
will proliferate,
And life
will be its product.
