Yen for Zen

Yen for Zen

 

I yen for Zen

when will it come?

truths are elusive

like butterflies in flight.

 

I yen for Zen

is it a dream?

each day a surprise,

see how time flies.

 

I yen for Zen

will it be my master?

look deep within

patched with plasters.

 

I yen for Zen

true as a full moon;

but clouds drift by

stalking the mind.

 

I yen for Zen,

will it be green?

like nature’s cloak

springing with joy.

 

I yen for Zen,

is it too much to hope?

a shower of peace

bringing a fresh lease.

 

I yen for Zen

it’s you and my pen,

love is the glue

not beyond my ken.

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