Happy Yogi

Hey Ho!

Still in the construction body,

artifact of karma

worse for wear,

at the end of the cycle.

Samsara, you losing effort,

how are you today?

Smiles on bright children

in the Zocalo...gay Mexican

music and the sound of laughter.

Mexicans know they're not going

anywhere...in that sense, they're

closer to the truth.

A look North sees samsara full 

blown, ecstatic, uncontrolled, a 

great tamasha, display of futility.

Here there is joy everywhere, 

sadness and misery, everything

you'd expect when the joke's

on you. Lots of compassion here

because the wound is so raw,

visible,

inescapable,

unavoidable....so,

people are constantly reminded

they're not alone 

in the horror show,

the carnival,

passion play,

dumb show of puppets,

play of phenomena.

"All the world's a play."

...where the only certain thing 

is not the curtain, it's that the

scenery is always changing.

I can't tell the wind which way

to blow...the seasons come, but,

I don't know exactly when they'll

arrive.

Having relationships is like two

confusions meeting on a sinking 

ship.

Transactions must occur because

we need each other for survival.

Why survival seems so important

over everything else is anybody's

guess.

Seeing through the transparent 

curtains of primitive beliefs and

conflicting emotions, the seriousness

of the tragedy begins to dissolve.

The play has a beginning and an end,

applause optional, but the middle is

always questionable, and critics disagree

on what they've seen.

I, John, the plumber yogi, am not 

impressed, although, I must say, I'm

slightly amused, even as I realize the whole

thing's a mess and a complete waste of time

better spent singing and dancing in delight,

if only because of the absurdity.

I'm happy because I didn't waste my life

in vanity, and followed the path to liberation

from the clutches of grasping mind.

You could too, but I know you're busy, how

sad, with your child's game of chutes and ladders,

always going up or down, not seeing there is no

past or future, only this moment now to rely on.