[ 2020 – corona, no rhyme or reason ]

today i felt like hugging a wall
today i felt like hugging the wall in my room
	what’s wrong with me
	what’s wrong with the wall
	what’s wrong with the world
maybe nothing wrong at all
maybe the beginning of something

how i connect to the world
becomes my world
	not that i see but how i see
	not that i hear but how i hear
	not that i touch but how i touch
how i relate to the things and to the non-things
matters
maybe i build up a new type of respect
for all and everything

a hugged wall stays close to my heart
when you destroy it
it will break my heart
a hugged wall means something to me
i can feel sheltered

19 Oct This entry was published on October 19, 2023 at 12:29 pm. It’s filed under A poem a day..., corona, no rhyme or reason, ENGLISH ENTRIES and tagged mindfulness, Palo Alto, wall, zen. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.