Flesh worn and satiated desires:
wandering is seeing things,
as were centuries ago.
Who has "nothing" ponders,
is a "thing" sufficient for desires?
Safe from the cold or under a tree
in hot blazing sun. Freedom from want
alas the body needs.
Live in ancient times or compete
in modernity, " Mindful meditation" or "let go."
Freedom from lies and embrace the truth.
The Fire Sermon tells all!
What if the child is left alone?
Suckling breast and in sleep.
The Wanting Spirit still searches the truth.
Jan 23,2011
Peshawar
Sadiqullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wanting-spirit/
