See The World In A Stand Still. Poem by RIC BASTASA

you sound like a robot.
unaffected, and unable to say
the nuances of the wind and the
chimes, the sounds of the gritting
pebbles on that sandy shore if
your remember
the boat that has arrived with a
fisherman who got not a fish for
his waiting daughter and wife
but who deeply loves him for all these
deficiencies....

be free to be you. Gather all those
that you see along the way.
Do not think. Sway to the breeze.
speak the first word.
do not mind the books.
discard what you learned before
you have embraced the first
consciousness.

junk every learning and then
walk away
and if you bathe in the nearest
river, be free to get naked
for it is here where nobody sees you
that you shall be you.

hear the sounds of the splash of the waters
lower your body, let your head emerge from
the depths and then see the world
in a stand still.