Heart Center
We don’t have to resist.
It’s by thinking too much
we make this world a prison
and assume the role of prisoner.
Let others be consumed by details
and write algorithms for immortality.
Then when their souls are weary
from all the computational complexity,
we can invite them for tea or a walk,
and some conversation from the heart.
“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
This poem was written on February 6, 2022.
