Monday, July 26, 2010


My heart is full, my mind is clear. I am still me, while my ego is still here.

Nah, no need for anything to rhyme. I haven't got the intent, nor the time.

I am currently experiencing happiness, or bliss. In my current state, it is quite hard to miss.

There is no pain, and no struggle. My conscience is not befuddled.

Clarity like a mirror pool. Apparently, I am no one's fool.

How did this thing turn into a poem? I was just going to write about the toilet in my home.

Ah well, I guess when I am happy, the creative juices flow quite freely.