Zen Poetry: Joyce

Zen Poetry: Joyce

number 1: I think that i shall never see a
poem as lovely as time asymmetry, cascading
down the curve of space and time yielding
energy, birthing matter 1,2,3
It slips my mind, the anxiety, next thought
let it flow, on past, down the stream of
antiquity
No more tangles, no more tears, it's
hot outside, more so than my fears
and love is really cool breeze, merely
drawing heat to it's centermost extremeties
And paradox rules here, ambiguity, serenity
bosom comrades, nourishment dear
And i bow down, understand, do
the musical sphere
sing song ding dong lu dee ar eee.