slip quickly into
minutes that slide
between the tides
and become……
which in turn

some how emerge
as calendars
filled with months
and yea……s are
thrown into trash cans

but all can add up
to a mirage of events
sown together into
a lifetime of seasons

each moment of which
has affected the vision
of an “I” centered world
of goods or bads
rights or wrongs
and the
beautiful or ugly

which are all
purely a matter of
miss perception

so do we judge
ourselves or wait
for some higher being

whose standard
do we use
yours mine
I vote for
Buddha’s

for he did not
judge

12/06/2012