Yoga 
could be great 
coming out 
of my bed

So many times
I think
so seldom 
I act

Today I act
and stretch 

The geese are back 
swimming on the lake 

They are easy 
to spot from 
my window

The stench 
of the skunk
fills the air

I feel 
the social pressure 
all fighting 
to keep our sanity

Swimming against
the current
of fast-being
and consumerism

So much suffering
so easy to give in
so easy to forget
that it will only
create more suffering

A mother
a daugther
a distant father
the separation
is sad

I'm an actor
in their life
confused about
my role to play

a father
a lover
a friend
as if I could
ease her pain

As if I could
ease the pain
of our culture

Find ways
and hopes
distracting
if just for a moment