Poem: An Intermezzo


If I think I am old,
Then I am wrong.
If I think I am young,
Then I am wrong
If I think I am a man,
Then I am wrong.
If I think I am born,
Then I am wrong.
If I think I am this body,
Then I am wrong.
If I think I need this to be happy,
Then I am wrong.
If I think I am enlightened,
Then I am wrong.
If I think I am typing these words,
Then I am wrong.

Whatever I think,
Is just a thought.
If I believe it is true,
Then I am wrong.

What I am
Who could ever say?
If none can say,
Then only this – only this.

Sadness comes, sadness goes.
Happiness comes, happiness goes
Trees come, trees go.
The sun rises and the sun sets.

All in this.
All in this.

Hardship comes.
The mind rises up.
This must be corrected
This must be changed
If I think this is not good,
Then I am wrong.
So …
The mind comes and
The mind goes.

All in this.
All in this.

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