The heart of the sun is a good thing to find
when the dark pole of the year can be
the dark pole of the mind
~
the mind can be like the dark yin
on the bright yang of life
or it can be a mote of brilliance
in a dark and fearful age
~
the mind is something like a sun
and something like a salt doll
dissolving in a sea of change
until it somehow learns to be
~
not just the fugitive flesh
but also the fragile planet that upholds
everything that goes whirling by
like an eddy at the edge of a stream
~
where an old fish motionlessly
basks
on green moss
under a clear depth
of flowing light