Lost again you fool
In the early hours
Of a prankish morning
The routines constructed
To bypass brooding
Are blocked by heavy thoughts
It is 1 am
Well past the sleep time
That refused my offers
So here I sit by lamplight
Trying to find my way back
To thoughtlessness
Remembering zen
And how it inspired my life
With awareness and intention
Look at the artwork
Across the room
And the pages on my screen
How ephemeral it is
How impermanent
We pass by alone