I need a confessor
an enlightened one
one undeterred by day to day trials
trivial details
hustling
one appointment to the next

For I have been fighting against all
which disturbs my stillness

Rather than
opening myself
to pearls
of inexhaustible serenity

I strike for
against my godliness

Show me
how to set roots
show me
my neglected doorway to fluidity
show me mercy
come
to one who’s forgotten his way home

11/08/2003

Author's Note: It looses quite a bit without my original margins, but you get the flavor.

Posted on 11/09/2003
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