Zen puppy, with a holy pillow,
in a hypnotic state, where peace will billow.
With so many Pillows around the house, both large and small,
a pillow is always in her mouth, worn like a prayer shawl.
Calming her
when she feels distress,
a way to be,
and to decompress.
Its really pretty funny, watching her sweet and charming ways
mouth watering, chewy and runny, her body frozen, her clear eyes aglaze.
Its a meditative way of being, helps even those around her.
a special way of inner seeing, transforms the way in which we were
No sooner than she gets the urge, to make a prayerful moment
does from out of nowhere a pillow emerge, a most necessary component
An observation that I can share, of Maya's serious habit
this gesture has a magic there, like pulling a hat out of a rabbit
The next time I get all bent out of shape, I think I'll try this unique technique
I'll find a pillow for my own escape, instead of voicing my wrongful critique
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