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The last grain of rice

The Same wisdom

That causes the

Excitement and grandeur
Of the great turning

Of each individual leaf
In its own right time
 
Can also be found
In that last grain
Of rice from your bowl
Sticking so beautifully
Excitingly— to the end
Of your chopstick
 
Choose not to be fooled
See clearly not
The outward distractions
Of brilliant color
Or the seeming
Ordinary mundane-ness
 
Choose to be
In harmony with
the inner wisdom
Of life itself
By becoming both
The turning leaf: and
The last grain of rice
 
 
Copyright © 2004 William A. York.
All rights reserved.

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