thank you for the telling
all these things I didn’t know
how like the wind it ever is
to blow and blow and blow
the mind, so like a cup, is filled
with things to know and do
the brim of it is never reached
the murky depths, so too
so on we go, we never quite
see how this knowing queue
takes up the flow of intellect
exchanging old for new
that knowledge is impermanent
is one more thing to know
it really is no problem, friend
—relax and let it go