Meditation Poem by john tiong chunghoo

this physique if you wish to prove
it's another entity is to close your eyes
and start seeing yourself from the lowest down

it immediately becomes a shocker of a realm
as you start from your anus, the intestines,
the armpits, the waxes in the ears
a whole body lying so still its separateness
echoes and reverberates through you

but as you observe more you soon fall
in love with it and cultivate a respect for it
the graphic detail that the physique
points itself out to you

the hair that shows your breed
curling to every iorta of your belief
and ounce of knowledge

your eyelids that without fail
open and lose the windows
of your other self

your luscious nipples, your body
contours that could raise a tidal
wave of desires among humanity

you soon realise that you have
a whole realm to contain and
like a lotus that opens itself every dawn
to a realm of sensual trappings
in its composed, upright and
meditative demeanor, you too can
do the same without being caught
in a tailspin of desires of your immediate other realm