Untitled - Clara Rosemarda

[Larry Robinson]

Untitled

The Soul
a seasoned wise man
sits on solid ground
without desire
free of fire
no hint of resistance.

While the personality
an insistent
teenager on espresso
bounces around
furiously from anger
to joy   doubt
to hubris   fear
to depression.
It yearns to be noticed
to be taken
seriously
to be loved
all the while
leaving a trail
of dirty laundry.

The Soul could care less.
When the personality
is ready the Soul will be
waiting like a peaceful
Buddha with an inviting smile.
Without words it will say
I’ve been expecting you.

Whether in the early morning
of life or the dead of night
the Soul will be there
receiving
accepting.
It owns no clocks.


	- Clara Rosemarda