Praise for Being

Praise for the Atman, the sinner, the guru, and the prisoner of the ego.

Praise for the poet, the essayist, the artist, the web designer and those
who express themselves in public.

Praise to those who ignore the news, live simply, live well and die unknown
by those who would be known.

Praise to those who benefit mankind, the healer, the scientist, the farmer
and those who perform that essential service that our civilization would
collapse without, like the plumber.

Praise those who do not get swayed by the crowd, who trust their own heart
and perceive that living in a small and comfortable home where hospitality
reigns has meaning, where mansions and cars list only your accumulation of
false paper and things.

Praise for the sun and moon, trees and animals.

Praise for grass and rocks and mountains reaching, crumbling toward the sky.

Praise for my being manifest, broken open.


Sam Roberts