Buddha said something about Emptiness
The Middle Path's the way i guess
hit the Zen Master back to pass his test
fall in love with your life - forget the rest
Silent Flower Sermons are always best
Of a 'Living Yoga', Huxley spoke
we're born in death - it's all a joke
our senses will fool us until we croak
God stuck a stick in my bicycle spokes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now I'm going to have to bone up on Huxley. Could finish up having to think.