Enjoy Life
for Lenore

Entering the Godhead
What do you find?
No Mormon shrine
or Protestant or Catholic engulfment
but the sheerest possible entry into
things as they are
never changed by a guitar
or by drink in a bar
or caviar
but what is is
the present is the future and the past
the great now warms to your presence
and informs you
like a wind blowing over me
the wind blowing across me
reminds me of itself
and becomes every thing I can possibly know
know now.
I do know now
what little bit of peace I can know is.
I hear the pump pumping warm water through the floors
warming the bricks a little
I feel with my feet
as the white globe above my head
illuminates the message here
I pretend to know —
just what I perceive.
I stick to that
I’m safest when
in the end
I don᾿t pretend
but I find humorous
just about everything
that doesn’t anger
little corny jokes
along the way
with my wife
the dog & the cat
increasingly with
a new friend or two.
Big heads
have no place
in reality
as I try to see
without one.
Just an ordinary head
not even a God head.
Please!
Let’s not joke about
enjoying life.
I’m a poet grounded in the Earth
with my head in the clouds
and my belly rumbling.


Feb2000