Simeon and Anna
Rebirth, in this urgency A welcomed return to infancy Child-like, not childish Marinated; not garnish, garish Absurdity is the way Zen masters say “Look, a kazoo! How do you do?” Absurd, but wise In no other guise The purity of this birth More than re-birth To wait for so long With so much gone wrong To endure in faith To endure the wraith But, humility! Not passivity To be humble in humility Erases fragility Age not set in ways Not just inward this gaze Amaze, amaze, endure It is and is not sure Too much thought Too little thought Balance on the thinnest beam Balance in balance, this is the dream
