The Dog

Is unleashed to run free in the park
yet fences restrain it, as it wishes
to chase the cars on the street.
The chase: a subservient following
that actually believes it can get ahead!
Getting ahead is in fact remaining behind.
Remaining behind is where the love is found.
The love of the chase, of the trying
to get ahead, where you lose the love,
the passion, the desire that we crave.
And we love our craving. And we love
our love, the love that loves the
want to have, and the want to have more.
Yet our having more only leads to the
want to have even more! Satisfaction?
Can we ever attain it? Only within
the freedom within the fences: with
a dissatisfaction, no longer wanting
to chase but enjoying the freedom within
the fences. To keep it unconcealed, the job
we have to do for the truth. Concealed is
the truth, and to bring it out is the truth.
But it was always already out, and all I do
is ensure that what keeps us happy remains
unconcealed.