May 08, 2007 07:54
when the blues got its hands in yer pockets man
just take off your pants and
wave your divinity at the sun
nothing to this life but breathing these breaths
walking, sitting, lying down, getting up
and love isn't a question
it's just this experience, here, right now
so rest your heaping leaping monkey mind
right there in it, boy
right there in it, girl
right there in the thick sweat of separation's neck
where the boundless joy of the rooster crow crawls
slowly
down, and in
this chatterpie dream
where you are
is home.