2-minute nothing while kettle boils
Mind has been at lengthy toil
Drawn and dragged by thoughts that foil
Every approach to Now.
And yet the practice lies therein
To look at thought without lose or win
Enquire as to just what is this kin
Of Mind and Heart?
Something lies beneath
Something to be held and known
Loved and honed
Grown
To be what it ever was.
So thought and mind will drag and tow
Such are things we don’t yet know
But questions must be lived
That answers one day come to show
Bright and clear as if always there
Lying in wait
For readiness