For Panos
Mindless we walk about
Souls crying out for warmth.
Kept apart by fear of the pain
When the warmth so needed departs.
Courage to try again
To warm the soul,
To keep it from its death.
Ego’s boundary melting into the surround
Love’s energy suffusing.
Eternal life, flickering
Warming others yet self.
Mystery of process, the
Sweetness in the bitter taste of loving.
October 5, 1977