Teaching

when I sit and I speak

and the feet are folded under me

and his picture is to the side

gazing out to every one

that’s when surgeon takes his knife

and he slices what’s been tight

and he pours something sweet

into a  vessel, oh how it's filled!

full of love, full of depth, and no need for any defense

softness, tears, tenderness, sensitive to every glance

full of giving, full of something, 

can’t be named except profound satisfaction

i can hold the world inside

nothing needed in my own life

can’t contain much more today

master’s hand entered my domain..