Mindful eye
My body has needs just as I have mine
but since I live in it, I oft indulge,
yet watchful that my head and heart align,
lest wayward ego shows its ugly bulge.
Oh hermit, note these secrets I divulge,
revealed out of sense of deep compassion,
that it’s best to cultivate dispassion
because if we don’t we are sure to fall,
so though voice of truth is not in fashion,
only when we’re mindful do we stand tall.
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