ZenPoetry


Poetry

2025 03 19

When I was weak
I practiced for power, and was a fool

When I was powerful
I practiced for wisdom, and was unbalanced
When I was wise
I practice for Harmony, and am no more

When I am in Harmony
I don't practice at all

When I don't practice
Sometimes I become a fool
Sometimes I become weak
Sometimes I keep not being


2025 04 05 Because I did not want to kill I lied I stole I misconducted I abused And I died Fortunately, I did not exist to be harmed