Before there was hesitation anywhere,
An owl’s feather
Was the only admissible evidence.
(If Black Elk were here, he’d say this)
Delusion is the miracle of existence,
A briar thicket
Cherished as a garden of delights
(If Buddha were here, he’d say this)
Contact is the recurring moment of truth
Nidana # 6
Ah! Now, the plot has truly thickened.
(If Trungpa were here, he’d say this)
Desire and attachment are different.
The eye of Horus
Is the path of least resistance.
(If Hypatia were here, she’d say this)
There’s a hare residing in clair de lune,
Invulnerable to Brer Fox
In spite of all his tar babies
(If Uncle Remus were here, he’d say this)— for Eka Ra