Starving Wolves Moon

Starving Wolves Moon

World full of crests and troughs    Oh how we get caught up

Confused  hopers posing as knowers of  meanings

Meanwhile mommy is wailing away in the misery of the moment

We gotta do what we gotta do according to our aspiration

   and understanding.

Today I saw a hawk atop a road kill deer   Death warmed over

The passerby blesses the feast. More time for the hunted.

The scavenger yogi leaves no scars on this dreamed world.

But we are slaves to our senses. Imprisoned by entertainment.

Inaccessible for now to our intrinsic nature.

A little bit of empathy yields anxiety, discomfort, and prayer.

Love is a broken heart and a door to awakened mind.

Fuel is that which attends prana

She lives on the edge of every moment ready to leap to the next.

Dakini mind. Space and awareness inseparable.

World full of bests and worsts    Oh how we get caught up

Mad fearers posing as creators of art

Meanwhile mommy is harvesting what she sowed.

The cruel teacher, Cause and Effect, leaves us frost-bitten

   and gasping .

I fear death for I know not that which is to be known.

I have not abandoned that which is to be abandoned

I have not achieved that which is to be achieved.

I do not rely on that which is to be relied upon.

Here is a boat. Yon shore of fearlessness and deathlessness

   is said to be reachable by method and wisdom.

To care for you  is the supreme activity little by little

Bliss turns into a starving pet and an assassinated ruler

Clarity changes to a god’s arrogance

Non-thought ends up aeons of lost service

Solitude is a delicate dance with selfishness

We would do best to give up all these ridiculous schemes.