THE YOUNGEST OF MEN

You were born open, I believe
Eyes and heart and arms and soul
Shouting and blazing a fiery path
Of beats and drums and rhythms

Your energy knows no limitations
Dancing with devilishly hoofed desire
Savouring each moment of the day –
You make it work for you

If and would and should are redundant
When and how and now are yours
Give and take, have, hold, make
Present presence, gifts to gaze at in wonder

A joker, of unbridled passion
Intense, light-humoured, a heart heavy with joy –
And full of light –
The youngest of men.

January 2010 – Sadhana Forest, India

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