Sitting

Sitting down to write a blog,

I stumble through a tumblr fog.

Scrolling down and down my dash,

I see the world in a flash,

Buddha, Brahman, oceans, space,

A naked hippy’s happy place.

An hour’s gone, I can’t get back.

Perhaps this place is really crack.

Yet there’s wisdom to be had.

Peace and love are never bad.

But to find my gateless gate,

I must log off and meditate.

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