Bodhichitta practice. Slow.
No striving. No reaching.
We breathe into the heart center
and find it armored.
Of course it’s armored.
We breathe anyway.
To make friends with a feral cat
we sit nearby. For a day, a week,
a month, a year.
As long as it takes.
One day we may find ourselves
sitting alongside.
Surprise!
A day is a long time.
A lifetime is no time at all.
It rained overnight.
The snow fell this morning.
Now the wind blows.
ps pirro 