A Meeting

Coffee with an old Buddhist friend.

We didn’t talk politics, we both knew better.

It was friendly and sweet sharing stories.

He is/was more of a world traveler, so he

had some interesting ones.

We reminisced about our friend, Jack,

across from the wall that fell when he died,

good memories.

Aside from that, not much to report.

The world roils still, as it will, for some time.

Hard to see how the drama will resolve.

Hard to see how I will survive…an interesting 

dilemma that commands my attention…

microcosm of the macrocosm…

might as well could be.

It’s peaceful where I am right now

is all I know.

Winds came, the rain is gone until next year.

My concomitants are resolving themselves 

in any case, as they usually do.

My troubles don’t amount to much in the

sad world we all find ourselves in.

Best of luck to all!

Best of life, love and happiness, if you 

find it!

No matter how dark things seem,  

there’s always a spot of light that gleams.