Call all the lost, lost.
Nonattachment,
know the worth of holding thoughts true.
For the present, for the moment,
for one breath, be true
from the past, to the future,
regret nothing done today.
practical self rule, become a sphere
of all you know the use of,
in
the future perfect tense,
I shall be ready for death, fearlessly
careful where I step… following Wisdom,
abhoring the good for nothing.
Push off, the clinging past, become
the being now knowing others exist, out be
yonder where no messengers return the same.
Experience recollection, mind sweeping fractured fantasies.
