Straddle

Straddling the illusory

wall between life

and death, silence

and speech, joy

and grief, listening

and talk, wealthy

and poor, elder

and child, rancor

and peace, future

and past, what’s

seen and unseen,

feel the compassionate 

reach of Presence

permeating all

and each,

this anchor spacious

and true,

of love supreme,

while walking 

us home

on our rocky

serene, mostly green,

meandering paths....