An original poem entitled “here we go again”

here we go again

an investigation took place
on my cushion this morning
a dozen suspect thoughts in a lineup,
the witness mind identified every one

exposed, they fell silent
though guilty of impersonation
they were harmless and released

then the whole scene faded
as a convincing dream dissolves,
it disappeared — a curl of smoke in the wind
and a shimmering sea of pictureless sound
emerged in its place

am i forever bound by these phantoms–
shadowy figures whispering clever lies from alleyways

let me press my head even closer to the floor
take refuge in the secret hand
that somehow threads a needle in this darkness
that creates a path for me
even when i run in the wrong direction

let that boundless heart be my last home

Swami Ramananda Signature

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