seeking enlightenment
is not just a question
of diligently refocusing
attention
on the present
a vigilant reluctance
of spending hours
rerunning memories
til the flavor sours
an emancipation
from charging
anticipations
with manufactured joy
or dread
the activity of rejection
fills
the storehouse
of the mind
with scattered collections
of negative vibes
a hoarding
of negative inclinations
time-broken tools
and misfiring contraptions
engage rather in uniting
the soul
with the sublime
savor moments
which maximize current satisfaction
take not one step ahead
nor one glance behind
this very second
sparkles
with numinous power
sometimes the sprout
or the withered vine
exceed the beauty
of the blossomed flower