Did you ever 

                                           see a hummingbird

                                             Try and flirt with a hedgehog?

                                                  It is an odd sight indeed!

                                                    First a hedgehog is walking along

                                                             Minding its own business

                                                               Then a hummingbird swoops in!

                                                                Wings beating one hundred miles an hour

                                                                                 And examines the situation.

                                                                              Upon deciding that the situation

                                                                                          Looks sweet enough

                                                                                      It begins to poke the hedgehog

                                                                                         With its long pointy beak!

                                                                                                     Then the hedgehog

                                                                                     Not knowing what else to do

                                                                                       Curls up in a ball, spikes up

                                                                                              Even though it knows

                                                                                          The hummingbird advances

                                                                                                     Are not threatening

                                                                                                    But merely annoying.

                                                                                             The hummingbird hopes

                                                                                          To tickle the hedgehog

                                                                                          Between its quills

                                                                                     Until in a fit of giggles

                                                                           The hedgehog rolls on its back

                                                                          Legs kicking in the air

                                                                   So the hummingbird can

                                                                  Fan cool air around

                                                             The hedgehog with its

                                                         Very tiny wings                                                                   

                                                        Letting it relax

                                                       Defenses down.

                                                       But the question

                                                        Remains still

                                                         What kind

                                                           Of Bird

                                                          Flirts With

                                                           A hedge-

                                                             Hog?

                                                            Just a

                                                      Hummingbird

                                                   That is delightfully

                                                      Kind of crazy

                                                       And Strange

                                                       

Tires

If you want your children to be safe

Buy them tires for Christmas.

Go to Michelin, ask them:

What are the tires that ambulances use?

Ambulances are like twenty-seven year olds:

When they do move, it is always an emergency

They are skidding toward, through red lights

And around corners fatal with ice. 

This is how emergency pile-ups happen:

You start with one and in your efforts to get to it

You cause twelve more.  

But since you can’t teach them this,

Because everyone needs to do her time as an EMT,

Just buy your children the types of tires

That they put on ambulances

And let them care about for their world

In this quick, bright, heavy, wild way.

Reminding Myself of Bodhicitta

When the path is unclear

And the way feels confused

Restrengthen bodhictitta

Restrengthen joyful effort

And realization will surely follow

The blessings of the masters

Are not mystical, not magical

They bless by example

Because we can identify

With their wisdom minds

The path we take in this life

Is not important

So long as everything we do

Is completely surrounded

With pure, simple, loving intention

The fruit of this love

The fruit of this beautiful intention

Is the merit we dedicate

To all sentient beings

This love expands inexhaustibly

To take on the suffering of others

Is ungrounding because eventually

We don’t know who’s giving

And who is receiving

Lost, we melt in a field of awareness

In this field of awareness

Is suffering, suffering thoroughly

Thoroughly pervaded with love

In this beautiful, awesome, lonely place

Our bodhicitta is our only refuge

As our strength and resolve

And confidence in bodhicitta increase

Through our own great effort

This profound space

Becomes more refined and beautiful

To be comfortable within

This groundless field of awareness

So uncertain, yet so very firm

Is the greatest blessing

And the greatest goodness

From within this space

What is most beneficial for oneself

Is what is most beneficial for others

Because the only way to stay relaxed in space

Is through great love, and love is selfless

In opening awareness through bodhicitta

I know I have no realization

Nothing compared to the masters

But I see their examples

And I cry tears of devotion