Here in my personal theatre of experience
I notice the show that’s exclusive to me
doesn’t stay fixed for as long as a second,
I sit and watch the flow in meditation,
suddenly as clear as a bell
I see the reason change is such frustration,
– and who caused impermanence as well.
We did, with the notion to make names for
objects in the world – some hope!
Like trying to make a dictionary of patterns
seen inside a toy kaleidoscope.
The reason every thing we know
is doomed to suffer change?
There never was a “thing” to catch
inside our net of names.
Our concepts are good for a purpose
– a spanner that never quite fits
then when we take them as gospel,
that’s when the suffering hits.
Suppose we try to name all the clouds
drifting across the sky…
it’s a hopeless task, we don’t stand a chance,
only a fool would try…
bur notice this if you will:
The clouds move, the sky