Annoynting

A teacher will disturb, annoy, rankle...oil of wisdom, burning in his veins, scaring off a dark and fearsome thing. A man will change, who can abide such light...will come to love the very fear he had.

A teacher will become a need, and then a love, despondency then, tendency...to lean upon. Stop the record! Scratch! You're done! Next! So, send you on...your 'crutched way' to crutchless days ahead.

Later on, much later in the day...you will thank his sage audacity, his candor and such seeming cruelty, and 'save the apple'. He has dentures...anyway!

Namaste


Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: Cosmic Buddha, google art