ZEN

Lay you down and rest your head There are lots of days ahead Take not much of life's pressure Health for one is the greatest treasure Think not much of foul winds around For, all too soon will kiss the ground Lay your worries to the sky His hands guard you, way up high Sleep tight and dream sweetly Leave behind the things that are earthly Damp your thoughts in drowse of wine Celebrate your life, divine Meditate on things that are useful Being solemn is being hopeful Rest your mind, let it know That best things are yet to show Zen, zinnia, zephyr poetry contest