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