An old woman of one hundred four years of age
With hair down to her knees dances wildly about
Sometimes singing and laughing but with tears flowing.
An ecstatic life she lives. She loves everything
As it is without judgement or lingering doubt.
With all things she’s ready and willing to engage.
To know life beyond physical limitations,
Psychological structures, and what is perceived
Is to know life as it is happening right now.
All is one living cosmos. How can one know how
To feel anything different than what’s believed?
Is there hope for we young inexperienced ones?
She shows intense emotion just feeding the ants.
Because she is empathic she knows how it feels
For all creatures to feel love come on randomly.
I will kill ants on sight. They mean nothing to me
But an absolute menace. My hatred reveals
That I’m not quite there yet. What an odd circumstance!
I would not get a scolding for being this way
Nor would she try to stop my incongruous act.
With her laughter and tears flowing I’ll understand
Why her love and compassion are awfully grand.
What we do here may have an unrighteous impact.
Am I willing to carry along come what may?