For a change I thought to submit a poem of the past from the book, The Walking Monk Poems .1. Here it is:
YOU’RE IN
Dull time did pass – no break
Something that seemed so hard to shake
When out the window a pathetic gloom
A day of utter drizzle doom
Not even a steamy herbal teacup
Could pull the entire spirit up
For a grey day veil did suspend there
Endorsing a world that’s so unfair
When observing the world, it’s most mundane
It can drive one to be quite insane
If and only if you allow it