An Unmistakable Fortune

To live as quietly
As you could possibly
Live and no more, all hours

Free of importuning,
All hours free of demands,
Of veiled or naked threats.

But could you handle it,
Freedom, not just from need
But from the neediness,

Not just from want but from
Wanting, being wanted?
Already, some of you

Shiver. This sounds lonely.
Without a sangha, who
Wants to sit under stars?

Without the drive for more,
Who enjoys much much?
Oh, let’s try it. Let’s try.