Jason Cole Magnon
“Soul’s Doldrums”
Happiness is always resting
In waters deep, beneath
The waves quaking in the wake of time,
Across the Wandering Rocks of duality,
Through the Symplegades of right and wrong.
Amidst the whirlpool of morality,
My soul drops into doldrums of
Still reprieve.
From a fulcrum
At the center of
The Middle Way, I wait
Between the Scylla of Desire and
The Charybdis of Fear.
Happiness is always resting
In waters deep, beneath
The waves quaking in the wake of time,
Across the Wandering Rocks of duality,
Through the Symplegades of right and wrong.
Amidst the whirlpool of morality,
My soul drops into doldrums of
Still reprieve.
From a fulcrum
At the center of
The Middle Way, I wait
Between the Scylla of Desire and
The Charybdis of Fear.
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