There is no estate to divvy
I refuse to go into a state, having
Chosen for myself a serene state

Statuesque albeit well endowed
I stand stationary at life’s crossings
Constant ebb and flow notwithstanding

Life the joker pulls rabbits out of toppers
I stand erect hatless amused unmoved
Been there~ done that ~seen it all

No formal rituals, no meditation
My inner flame stays lit, its floodlight
Illuminates pathways within and without

Dispassionately I eyeball life, death knocked
Then knocked itself out, leaving me in stitches, now
Nothing fazes me; I stay in an unmoved state of mind


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