The Poetry of What Is

Today I have decided not to write a poem
But just let there be space
Between us
Today there are no smart observations
Nothing insightful
To reveal
Nothing witty, profound or deep
No emotional wound or hurt
To heal or offer up
For salvation
No remedy for life’s suffering
No clever explanation
For the mystery of existence
In fact nothing at all
No drama my friend

Just this soft openness
And peaceful acceptance
Of the way things are

This is the true poetry
The poetry of what is.

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