Rumination After Rumination Poem by Phan Thanh gian

I used to linger near the palaces of opulence
Now I left them for less than a pittance

I no longer hold on to any faith
As I long to reach for Nirvana of Reasons

I have lived past the fifty thousandth reincarnation of Lucy
Why every 'new' sensation still shudders my back?

I have almost reached oasis of tranquility
But my mind is stirred by the lost of Passion

O elusive self, where do you reside?
Invisible mind is trying to hold on to the tangible in desperation...