The Joy of Failure

At the spiritual game I’m frankly a failure
(to sum this adventure up succinctly).

Here’s the trick: fail completely!

Be a fool, a ridiculous lout –
don’t hold back, honk your snout!

With this gorgeous moon sashaying about,
why burden your face with a heavy pout?

Feel the relief when hope falls apart,
let that arrow pierce your heart.

Give up the struggle, relax, get lazy.

If you still depend on the favor of gods,
notice the gods themselves are often crazy.

The more that’s learned the more forgotten,
till we can’t tell the ripe from rotten.

Trying to see the one who’s seeing?
First become a human being.

If you fix your gaze on the sun you’ll go blind –
blink your eyes, show me your mind.

Wherever you roam, whatever you find,
to all you meet, at least be kind.




About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have a number of blog sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Compiled Poetry and Prosetry: Verses and ramblings on life as it is: Verses and Variations on the Investigation of Mind Nature: Verses on the Play of Consciousness: Poetic Fiction, Fable, Fantabulation: Poems of the Mountain Hermit: Love Poems from The Book of Yes: Autobiographical Fragments, Memories, Stories, and Tall Tales: Ancient and modern spiritual texts, creatively refreshed: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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