I promised to be patient
I promised to be kind
I promised I would wait
until the end of time
Yet father’s banging at the door
and we all do yield to death,
what’s more delusions bind my grip
and fear has caught my breath
stop
rely
I promised to be patient
I promised I would wait
but still ‘round every corner
I expect to meet my fate
— and I do!
But it’s never happy!
and even if my heart is glad
no memory of me is had
and so we lose our state
— again!
stop
offer
I promised to be patient
I promised I would pray
I promised I would escape
Samsara’s silly plays
(all pleasure, mere name
real grasping, suffer, blame)
So each day I practice
through the happy and the sad
and even though the sun’s been shining
my heart feels rain
— am I mad?!
stop
receive
I promised to be patient
I promised to be kind
and so I request blessings
to restore this peace to mind
I know I am resilient
with the Guru at my heart
I know with patient acceptance
I excel at Dharma’s peaceful art
So with blessings in my mind
these delusions I outsmart!
I maintain a stable practice
remembering: no partless part
The Halfwit Writer 