Raised in the valleys and fed by the seas
Borne on the breeze with the birds and the bees
Gifted with birth
From the womb of the earth
My origins are not unlike those of the trees

Meditation’s a method for clearing the air
A portable practice to take anywhere
So quiet your thoughts
And all you’ve been taught
Just breathe in the light and dissolve into prayer

Latch on to life if your ardor is able
Every last option remains on the table
The one became real
With the turn of a wheel
And someday will come when the truth becomes fable

The sky knows no bounds for the heavenly lark
The grass never wilts when you walk through the park
But joy has no place
Until sorrow you taste
For you can’t see the light till you’ve stood in the dark

Just what are you hoping to find?
To advance you must empty your mind
There’s no need to search
Or belong to a church
Simply strive to patient and kind

The sages admonish edacious pursuits
So soften the ego and strengthen your roots
Don’t work up a swelter
Over hunger and shelter
Just learn to subsist on intangible fruits

There once was a prince with attachments to matter
In search of a way to make enemies scatter
Deep down in the well
He learned a new spell
And when he arose all illusions did shatter