No more yearning equanimity
such as it is SB
Thinking is a
sense, a reaction?
While it seems
like a journey
it seems like progress
it seems like
a developing self
No more
outrage
equanimity
this happened
this is happening
this is our world
this is the human condition
such as it is
Sadness and joy
remembering forgetting
yin and yang
swirling
but in the center
the center
smaller smaller smaller than an atom
toward zero
toward balance
the tiny tiny center
I secretly yearn for
I honestly
want to go
where the seesaw
is still
the place
between
motion and wave
the center
smaller smaller
unfathomably deeply
center
where thought cannot reach
and sides do not exist
going going
to everywhere at once