My Evening Cup

Today when I sit sipping tea in the heat

To this dilemma beat

And give you a treat

Not cheat

Or mislead

Those are things you don't need

Or greet, at the end of day

I can make hay

even make the sun stay

And hold the light of day in my palm

You know it from the 23rd Psalm

That "the Lord is my shepherd I shall not want"

In his light I lose the 'me' and make it blunt

and when I travel into his subtle world beyond the corporal

I feel I absorb his purity, love, beauty, happiness and wisdom

I see not with my eyes or hear with my ears

But through them.

I find equal happiness in his subtleties

And, equal eternity in my follies.