When You Do Nothing And Yet Everything Is Done. Poem by RIC BASTASA

sort of compliance
sort of an addiction perhaps
to write a poem or so
to start a day or end
it, at least, with something
that writes itself,
searching for its own shape
and meaning,
of this kind, of this letting it be
as though you are here
and life sits with you and you
are not talking to anyone or
anything
and you just sit there
watching and feeling what
is given
like a tray of food
coming to you
for the eating.

it is a nice feeling though
when you do nothing
and yet everything is done.