(a poem)
Mismatched/Mixmatched
Believing that we can fall in love
We make a mistake.
Believing that we can trust each other
We become clumsy.
Believing that we could make our last stand
We take a chance.
In spite of ourselves
We can't help being gentle.
In spite of our love affair
We can't help being cynical.
When we are together with moonlight and candles and passion
Then no one is at fault.
When we share the candlelit telephone bill
Then we have a victorious marriage.
Working hard doesn't produce any comfort.
Loving you is more than the world can provide.
Although practicing meditation does not produce sourdough bread,
Practicing with you makes this tedious world good food.
Seeing you makes me smile without effort.
If you think we can make a world which is brilliant and kind and tender,
Let us love each other with no concern for our private world.
Let us love each other without wondering whether our love affair is good or bad.
Let us love each other until the dawn breaks.
And when it does,
Let us celebrate our love affair.
Let us marry ourselves to the continuous proclamation of true love.
We can pay the bills.
We can build a picket fence.
We can plant a rose garden.
We can make a gate which opens to the world.
I love you forever, because you are who you are.
Vajra Regent Osel Tenzel
January 26 1980
L.A.
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