Look

No matter where you look,
all you will ever see
is a reflection of the glow
from your own chest.
Is it covered with the stain
of yesterday,
the dust of tomorrow?
What does this world
really need?
Your first response ability
is to polish the window
of the heart, dear friend.
Pour out peace, joy
and kindness, the attributes
of your true nature.
The rose does not go looking
for the famished bee.
She simply rests
in her center.
That fragrance
accomplishes everything.



Painting, 'Yellow Flower',
Georgia O'Keefe