DURING
THE DAY by Bob Swanson
When I wake in the morning I check to see,
Do I still have a body and am I me.
The mind is still for a moment or two,
It then scans around for something to do.
I start my mantra right away,
So I'm in control of my mind this day.
For if I don't, I'll be a slave,
to a restless mind until the grave.
Brush my teeth, comb my hair,
Look around for something to wear.
I talk to God right inside,
If I give him attention he does not hide.
Down to the car and off to work,
A song, a chant would not hurt.
I work hard so I don't get behind,
I do my mantra to focus my mind.
On my way home, day slips into dark,
But I'm as happy, as a lark.
I'm relaxed and it's time for bed,
I lay on my back and rest my head.
I do my mantra and become aware of myself.
I live in my body, but where else?
I begin to expand out to the stars.
I feel I encompass Jupiter and Mars.
Off into sleep into a conscious sea,
Together at last my guru and me.
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