This is the thing,
the gift
of the Buddhas,
the Tantrics
and their like:
to find the transcendent in the mundane.
One need not go anywhere,
change any thing,
for the truth to be True,
the real to be Real.
We must only be still,
and pay attention.
I sit alone,
in my simple, bare-walled room.
How could anyone be bored?
There is so much going on!
Can no one else see this?
Come join me in my paradise
if you are ready to BE, simply.
Even if not, come for a taste.
You may find that after
that delicious, teasing taste,
great effort will be required
in order for you to revisit
and ultimately to stay.
You may also find that
many visits will be required
to sustain you on your journey.
But journey you must.
And in the end,
when you do arrive to stay,
I promise
it will have been worth all your sorrows.