Transcending Just Another Day
TRANSCENDING JUST ANOTHER DAY
( @ Hacienda Dominguez)
Half the crew had been out,
due to a nasty flu.
So, I was stressing
about the million things
there was to do.
Playing catch-up on this,
and catch-up on that;
between neglected need
and the next task.
But then, half way down 14,
the skies opened wide and blue, with just enough sun peeking through
the beautiful billow of clouds,
to subside all the worries
of just another day in the land of maybe tomorrow.
At the homestead I realized
the utter joy of living in a painting; atop a mountain,
so close to heaven not far from earth; for here I am -
in constant vasisthasana repose, anchoring to one,
a simple stretch to embrace the other.
In Nirvana, I am, simply here, at home.