The fact that others are bad does
not imply that you are good.



And yet, how nice – and easy –
that would be!
To stay inside my good shell
and absorb myself,
slowly creating a world
of my own making,
which takes
constant feeding
and endless refolding
of flesh over soft flesh.

I think I will
stop resisting and
open up again
to let both good and bad
wash in and through me
in wave after benign wave
of the way things actually are
pulled in earth’s natural motion.

For that is the only way
to free up otherwise wasted time,
the only chance to allow
one, pure and precious pearl —
hard and eternal —
to form from
the essential goodness
waiting within us all.


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