Richard Shelton
Los Angeles, CA 90039
One can do well with a thing given, Find comfort in the bought,
Seek solace in the found Whether solid as in matter Or formless as in thought. One can do well with a thing, With many things,
With anything tangible, But given just a self,
That which is so, oh, basic, Given just that
One can do nothing with it And less without.
For that which one wonder with One always wonders at,
Never knowing, Never finding mind At ease with body Or a world the kind
One imagined in the mind.